Brady the Typist

Tonight’s post is coming to you through diction. I, Hailey, am driving in my van dictating this post to my typist, Brady, at home. this is definitely a new method for us but thanks to tonights event it is necessary. I spent the afternoon getting my legs waxed and my nails done and then met my friend Hailey for her hair appointment. We headed to her place afterwards and got all dolled up for a girls night out. We met up with a few of her friends and headed to a hall with the promise of fancy treats, drinks, people dressed to impress and good music. Upon arrival it looked quite a but more like a grade 8 graduation. We all had a good laugh and made the most of the bologna sandwiches, the ritz crackers, and questionable platter of marshmallows, We picked a table and took a bunch of selfies. We also abused my false eyelashes by sticking them the walls, to our eyebrows, to our upper lips, and many other places. It’s possible those things saved the party. After a few good dances I bowed out early. I was already yawning, and was ready to have some quiet time at home. Hailey’s friends walked me to my van to protect me from all the hooligans, which I appreciated. I found my way to a Tim Horton’s, picked up two coffees for the morning, and headed towards home as fast as I thought I could without getting pulled over. Sooooo much yawning. about 10 minutes from home I saw a long line of red lights. I assumed it was a line of vehicles but it was dark enough that I couldn’t place where they were. But I found out very quickly, as they were on the highway directly in front of me blocking me from my home stretch. I threw the van in park and called Brady. I was feeling really sleepy, so not only did I appreciate the pick me up but we also tried to make a game plan. After about 15 minutes of sitting still a man in a reflective jumpsuit approached my van and I hung up with Brady to have a word with him. After a very brief discussion with him I learned my options were limited and I turned the van around. I try not to put my exact location on the blog but I’m sure the majority of you know were I live. Tonight, shortly after 11 pm, I turned around just before the valley and headed back towards the city. I am now on my way to BLAINE LAKE, in an effort to take the world’s longest, most roundabout way back home. If I make it there before 1am I’ll be thrilled. Not only thrilled, but also asleep. Unfortunately, my fatigue hasn’t lifted and I’m struggling to stay awake at the wheel. This dictation style blog is the last thing i have keeping me awake. I have no snacks in the van and I’m not sacrificing tomorrow’s coffee. This said I am sacrificing my husband’s chance at sleep before I get home. Sorry Honey. (It’s ok sweets.)

So this evening definitely didn’t play out how I expected, but it’s definitely kept me on my toes. Hopefully, I stay awake long enough to see the end of it. I’ve never wanted my bed so badly…

Get home safe tonight everyone.