I'm a happy but tired bunny, but as much as my travel-intensive schedule inspires me, I could use a break, if I can catch one.
The photo above is from last night, before 
After a gracious send off for the local station and back at my Morely hotel, I barely got my own and the CWH posts done by the stroke of midnight UTC. Whew! 😅
Once I “double-pubbed” you’d think I’d just go to bed. Nope!
Somehow, when the things I need to do each day get done, its only then that I get the energy I’ve waited on all day. As a result, I couldn’t fathom going to bed till almost 4am. So I set my sleep timer for 6 hours. This way, I’d get sleep and the hotel brekkie!🍳 🥓 🥞
But sometime in the 5am hour, the fire alarm went off. Out of a dead sleep I had to figure out where I was and what I needed to do to evacuate my room. 😨
Before I left my room, the alarm stopped. I went back to bed, but my heart rate was racing and pounding. I pulled the covers over my head and found myself shaking. Ah, right. Anxiety.
They call these things alarms for a reason, don’t they? They’re freaking alarning!! I begin to calm myself, but the alarm went off again. Then stopped. So back to bed.
When morning came, I enjoyed a proper English, and got my cappuccino to go for enjoying in my Uber to the Derby station & my train to Leeds.
Happy to have arrived, I wanted to want home in the rain.
However, getting home to the flat found the very British style of infestation of the Woolen Moth to have worsened. I just hope that this is simply a “becoming British” right of passage.
I aim to get it under control this week, as weird & yucky as it is to me. Where I grew up in Texas, we just don't have this kinda thing! 🤢
For now, I gotta get to bed. I'm rather moth-battle weary.
But I plan to bring you at least a couple of good Hive posts this week.
Much love! 🥰
Alessandra
