I’m tired this morning. And no wonder. I had a busy night.
Ha. I meant in my subconscious. Let’s see. I was in the middle of some town and ran into a lady I work with. She was glad to see me. I can tell this because she handed me her less than year old baby (in the dream she was a boy, in real life he is a girl. but anyhow) so she could carry her 3 year old across this street. It was nighttime. And a city I don’t know, but I think it’s one I’ve dreamed of before (that might be dreamt there. I do not care.). So we survive getting across the street and we’re walking down the sidewalk. Suddenly it’s daytime and she wants to stop at this shop to make a craft. And her baby turned into a kitten which somehow I’m still supposed to be carrying. I gave it a really good try. I don’t recall seeing any blood, but surely there must have been some. Then I gave up and let the cat go. The little bugger ran into the basement. Then suddenly I’m lying on a bed (which was nice for a dream) and a bazillion kitties are crawling all over me.
I believe I also did a lot of driving in my dream. Might have been a truck this time. Oh. And down steps covered with snow. And there was my mountain road and my river. Can’t have a long driving dream without those two places.
Don’t hobbits have hair on their feet, not just their toes?
Spouseman was looking at his pants this morning and said “this looks like a hand job”. I busted out laughing. And not just because he thinks I’m going to sew his pants today.
LLO is arguing with her dad about surfice. Surfice it to say that she is not convinced on the surface.
Can I run away? Like, really? This month is kinda action-packed.
A friend of mine played what she thought was a joke on me last night. She does not want to know what I thought of her. Later she told me that I couldn’t take her sarcasm. Yes, friend, you are right, I cannot. Used to be that she knew what was going on in my world.
This was your weekly random posting. Just so you know I’m still alive and kicking. (up a fuss)
