This one time, I walked into a bathroom...

Do you ever have those moments where you just wonder what kind of alternate reality you've walked in to?

I did that recently.

I was tired - which seriously, I'm so tired of hearing come out of my mouth, but I am. I'm exhausted and I feel like I never catch up on sleep.

So, I was tired. So very very tired and looking it.

Like death warmed over. Or a bag of poo. Your choice - they're both fairly accurate lately.

I was driving in New England and stopped at one of those nice roadside gas/food/snack places. Had a Starbucks & everything.

Got my gas, was going to grab some water and realized that I needed to go to the bathroom.

Finding the signs I headed towards the bathrooms. Found the door with the "Women" sign on it and pushed open the door.

As I walked into the bathroom I noticed the stalls. At the bottom of the stalls' doors I saw legs.

Which would have been all fine and normal, in most circumstances.

However, these legs were encased in workboots and faded out jeans.

Slowing to a stop I did that little half bend. You know, where you're looking to see if someone is in a stall. But I wasn't looking to see if there was an empty one (which there was), but to get a closer look at the boots.

I turned right back around, opened the door & looked at the sign on the outside.

Yep, said "Women".

I turned back & went to that empty stall.

But I laughed about it on my way back to the hotel.

Because in most circumstances, I doubt I would have even thought twice about the workboots.

Except I was in New England and I was tired. And at that point it made all the sense in the world to me.

Happy Wednesday!