Just got back from a 3-day Union CBA proposal writing. As expected, I was stressed with all the thinking, computations, debates, writing and revising. The upside is, I got to spend 2 hours in the hotel’s spa: 15 minutes in the sauna while reading a fashion mag and sipping lemon iced tea. And afterwards, a relaxing body massage.
It was videoke/ karaoke night on our last night. Sang at the top of my lungs. Bitch by Meredith Brooks is my fave song. “I’m a bitch, I’m a lover, I’m a child, I’m a mother…” Oops, can I change the lyrics? NOT YET A MOTHER.
Almost everyone of my co-officers were drinking. No, I didn’t drink alcohol. I got a lot of whys of course. Just told them a matter-of-factly that alcohol is bad for fertility, bad for TTC. So is caffeine. I shouldn’t drink Coke, one said. Yes, I know, but what was I supposed to drink then? *SIGH*
Anywayze, I still drank Coke, ate crispy fried pork, dipped in a spicy mix of vinegar and soy sauce and all other junk foods available that night. Yummy! So in between eating and drinking, I sang my fave songs. Lights out by 1:45 am. All worth it.