November 20, 2012

  • random and disconnected

    I dream about shoes more than a normal person.  I’m sure of it.  Last night’s foray into my subconscious was bizarre-ish. This is the part I remember (I know there was more as I do so much traveling in my dreams these days.)  I climbed some kind of ladder thing and when I got to the top there was a hanging (? from the sky?) wire shelf filled with shoes which I then threw to the ground one at a time.  Then I climbed over the last rung of the ladder thing and slid down an incredibly high slide.  It was summertime, which was nice.  I enjoyed the heat and a wardrobe that doesn’t involve corduroy and sweaters thank you very much.

    I’m on Thanksgiving break already. No school tomorrow. YAY!  (oops. I shouldn’t say it that enthusiastically.  yay.)  We don’t go back until next Tuesday because of the whole deer slaying action.  yay.  I’m glad to live in a part of the state where we get a day off school so people can traipse around shooting Bambi.  And I’m even more excited because we are not doing our usual T-giving traveling.  We’re only hitting one set of parents this year.  So several days in my own house with my own people and one of those days we can do our own Thanksgiving spread.  Which I like to do.  First I have to get a turkey though.  Oops.

    I have two silly cats.  They have a unique method of letting us know they want to come in.  They launch themselves onto my window screen.  It’s about 6 feet up, so impressive I think.  It cracks me up to see these varmints splayed out on the screen (I can’t seem to catch it with my camera).  For a while, it scared the bejeebers out of me to hear that sound.  Used to it now.  Not thrilled about it in the middle of the night.  But some bozo keeps letting them out at nighttime.

    It’s funny what kids think is important.  Well, not funny, really.  Surprising.  When you think you know how they think, they say something unexpected.

    I think there’s a very real possibility that someday I will be a crazy recluse.  There are days I don’t leave the house.  And I like it.  And if I didn’t have someone dragging me to something I wouldn’t go even someplace fun.  In a moment of weakness, I agreed to go to a holiday party.  Thank goodness it is two weeks away.  I think.  I know I have a Christmas Eve party to go to.  I’m kinda hoping a friend has her Christmas party, but half hoping she doesn’t too.  So, yup.  At some point in my life, I’m going to wear pajamas all the time and never leave my house.  Thank goodness, you all won’t know unless I tell you.

     

Comments (42)

  • You seem perfectly normal to me…

  • Husband is a recluse and loves every minute of it.

  • I love your dreams. They are always fun.  I want to know what the kids think is important.  We can be crazy recluses together.  

  • @Kris0logy - i commonly dream about shopping for shoes.  who does that?  i mean dream about it?
    @armnatmom - but he went to see breaking dawn or something with you. 
    @songoftheheart - that would be perfect.  because i only sometimes like to be alone.  :)   my girls surprised me with something they wanted to do that i didn’t expect.  made me cry.  (what doesn’t)

  • @promisesunshine - I really do want to meet these girls some day.  And you, of course!  LOL!

  • You’re going to wear clothes when you get to be a crazy recluse? Because I know a few crazy people who are not recluses but do not wear clothes when home alone. I am fairly certain I have never had a dream about shoes, at least that I can recall. I’m not really a shoe person. Suppose I should trade in my woman card?

  • @leaflesstree - some kind of clothing.  i get too cold in the altogether.  you don’t have to trade in your woman card.  i have a shoe thing.  i was imelda marcos in another life.  (i’m much, much better than i used to be)

  • @leaflesstree - I have too many shoes, but only because my grandma gives them to me and I won’t throw them out until the soles have separated.  They haven’t come for my card yet.
    That sounds like a good holiday.  I am glad your girls are surprising you in good ways. 
    Happy Thanksgiving!

  • Oh I always forget about this holiday cuz we don’t have anything like it :P I’m glad you’re off for a few days :)

    You sound very much like me about going out, if it wasn’t cuz I have to, I’d be perfectly happy staying home all day.

  • me,too, or ditto what Jo said. plus I am a crazy recluse. it’s fun. i’ve got a card laying around here somewhere (it can’t be far, the living space is only about 8 ft. across, by about 30 ft. don’t get me started.) It says something like “i used to want to be normal. lately i have realized this is it.” ;)  oxoo

  • @promisesunshine – I have a bunch of shoes I just don’t wear a lot of them and I don’t show shop often or think about them much. Many women in my office are wearing stilletto boots. All I can think is eep and ouch. I’m with you on wearing clothes to stay warm.

  • Love your dreams Sunshine. Have a great Thanksgiving.

  • I’m a crazy recluse already.  I hope you don’t go there.

    have a good thanksgiving day.

  • @plantinthewindow - you have your coffee shop.
    @leaflesstree - ouch is right
    @Bels_Kaylar - why be normal?
    @xXxlovelylollipop - i just need some time off. 
    @ZSA_MD - thank you. 

  • You know, you do lots of things that “normal people” don’t. That’s clearly in the Pros column! And of course the cats are going to be unusual…

    I highly recommend the crazy recluse life. I swear, when we get our land we’re unlikely to leave it more than a half dozen times each year. Food in the garden, home-made wine in the cellar… I can see no reason to leave until the TP runs out.

  • I think about shoes way too often.  I’m so self-conscious of mine because no matter what I wear it looks like I’m wearing clown shoes.  You know how people dream about being in front of a large group of people and they are naked?  Well I always dream that I’m in front of a large group of people and my shoes are clown shoes and everyone starts laughing and then I turn into a clown.

  • Well, there is always that road trip to go TP in Kansas before you become a recluse… I have weird dreams trying to fix the mistakes I made in the past. Go figure…

  • You’re right – the holiday season is a bad time for recluses. 

  • @Six_Days_Divided_by_Blondville - holidays are a bad time for everyone.  aren’t they?
    @Zoz36 - what does the monkey say in lion king?  it’s in the past.  of course, every time i’m kicking my butt in the present, there’s a bit of the past kicking harder.
    @godfatherofgreenbay - seriously.  i don’t think people are looking at feet.  normal people anyway.  i think people are laughing because you are funny.
    @HappierHeathen - i’ll deliver tp if i can have some of your wine.

  • cats and shoes = crazy jammie wearing recluse.  Yup it works out mathmatically! 

    Happy Thanksgiving.

  • @wickedgood - ooh. if it works out mathematically, it’s got to be good.  maybe i should make a graph.  :)

  • being a parent you’ve always got something going on…the nearest thing i have to that was all the moving i had to do. added it up once – it was 20 times in as many years. whew. by the end of that, when lil got her tenure track job, all i wanted to do was STOP. and so i did. and it was real nice for a while, but watch out. when you’re used to moving all the time and you suddenly stop, you’ll probably look around. not that there’s anything wrong with that, but being busy with life is a great way to avoid wondering too much about life. 

  • @complicatedlight - i hear what you’re saying, phil.  i’ll have to find another quest.  when i get bored, things get ugly.  20 times in 20 years.  geez.  

  • Those cats have quite a bit of skill. They know exactly where your window is and how to jump against it. Very smart.

  • Hagi likes to stick himself to everything; my bed, my leather chair, the couch, my back.  Always my back when he’s hungry.  It’s not much fun.

  • @chronic_masticator - the littlest one likes to lick until we are tenderized enough for chewing.

  • @promisesunshine - Abby used to do that.  I miss my baby cat.

  • I could totally be a recluse, but I get sad without people. So I guess I would be a sad recluse.

  • @BoulderChristina - sometimes i think i need people and sometimes i’m pretty sure i don’t.

  • I really love the whacky dreams. They’re so much fun! We still have to get our turkey too. *sigh*  Enjoy the down time. :)

  • I get a kick out of your dreams about shoes especially when you throw them off.  You do know the significance of that don’t you?  I thought so.  Oh well, do enjoy Thanksgiving.  . . .  and be careful on the roads. 

  • @vexations - tell me.
    we’re probably safe on the roads. oh my goodness, next thanksgiving spawn could be driving us to grandma’s.  terrifying.

  • My children must be practicing for reclusive futures as I got home and they were still in their jammies. :)

  • @Jaynebug - lucky kids.  now that you mention it.  it’s time for jammies again.  :)

  • @promisesunshine - Yep! And it’s only 5:30 pm here.

  • @Jaynebug - practically bedtime here.  snort.

  • I fell off the cliff of sanity a long time ago and senility has been my constant companion:):):)

  • @Grannys_Place - i’d rather be crazy than boring.  

  • Hmmm… you sound purrfectly normal to me, my dear. I used to dream about shoes and had a closet full back when I used to work for a living. Those days have now passed and I’m that ‘crazy’ recluse you just described to a ‘T!’  Most days you can find me in my pj’s and slippers and, with the chilly weather, now in my footed pj’s. Yes, they do make them for adults!! Often with a cup of tea or hot chocolate, curled up on the couch, my snuggy close by, reading a good book. I’m thinking it’s the best of the best most of the time.  *smile…

    Hope you and yours have had a blessed and beautiful Thanksgiving.  Warm hugs, my dear… 

  • my cat crawls up the window screen and pecks at it until I open the door.

  • @plantinthewindow - darn cats are so smart.  they train up their people just right.

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