We just hid from the Jehovah's Witnesses who came to the door. We're not sure they were, we didn't see any watchtowers. But literature was kindly left in our mailboxes. Once we stopped hiding on the floor (our computer room looks onto the entrance way to the building) we came back to our desks. That's when they returned, a father and 10 year old son duo, to drop the friendly literature off. I don't even want to go out and check what it is. I find what they are doing about as heinous as if I tried to convert someone to be gay. Serious heinousness. I don't begrudge you your beliefs (much), but if I want to know about them, I'll ask.
Gosh I sound cranky. Actually it's been a pretty nice couple of days. Warm (for here) weather and good night's sleep. I just love most mornings where I wake up around 5:30 but don't get out of bed for at least another hour. So luxurious. In the smoking years, I HAD to get up once achieving any sort of consciousness. To smoke, naturally. I'm starting to find some major differences in life now, now that smoking is no longer a part of it. It's amazing how every single day revolved around "getting my fix". So sad in a way. I'm trying not to pity too much though, as spouse is still steadfastly addicted. My sense of smell seems to become more acute daily, and I feel like Grenouille in Perfume, loving the intensity of the odors, good or bad. Yesterday, there was a huge pile of vomit in the metro, just beneath the pay phones attached to the wall. There was absolutely no smell and I found this odd, so I kept sniffing at the air trying to find the tell tale vomit smell. I started to move closer but then I stopped myself from approaching the vomit and sniffing, I mean that would be weird, right?
One last thing, you know the Reese bar I mentioned the other day? The unbelievably delicious limited edition bar? Well I went out yesterday to score some more from the Dollarama. And they are gone! I went to 3 different Dollaramas too and they were all sold out. They had the jumbo reese, the easter egg reese and the "whipped" reese log, but no bar. Dangit, I knew I should have bought more when I had the chance. But maybe now I can avoid the man girdle thing.