You could (not) make me a morning person

July 21

I am starting to get into the groove up here. Working for six weeks straight seems much less daunting when you are 2 weeks in. If I know my fractions right, that is practically a whole third!

The only thing I haven't settled into is the mornings. No matter how much I like a person, I still have no desire to talk or be friendly to them within an hour after getting out of bed. My mom can attest to that. Breakfast starts at 6:30- my tactic is to wait until about 10 minutes to 7, at which point most folks are out of the kitchen and I can eat quickly and in silence without having to make small talk. I hate morning small talk. This doesn't leave a whole lot of time for morning hygiene, but it's a price I'm willing to pay. The morning crew meeting is at 7:15 and by then I have a coffee in my hand and just have to listen as Paul goes over the geology of the area we are going to prospect that day. After that its onto the helicopter and out into the field, at which point I am becoming a normal human being.

When I get back to Yellowknife I am going to sleep in until 10:30, then roll out of bed and have just enough time to make it to Tim Hortons for a bacon breakfast sandwich and a large double-double before they stop serving breakfast at 11. Mmmmmm.

-A.

PS: I also miss bacon. The cook says that you shouldn't eat it when you have to go out into the field because it takes your body longer to digest and steals energy. I call bullshit- I want bacon!

PPS: The title isn't really supposed to make sense unless you already know what I am talking about. Inside joke for Steven Bowers fans.