Dream Worlds being Active

My most recent dream full of anxiety was having to leave work to go to the bathroom, and meeting Lyric on the way - she beat me to the public restroom (in a red brick building), poking her head out of the door she told me to "keep walking". I get "home" and a co-worker took pity on me and set the bathroom out - an over sized rubbermaid type of garbage can, the flaps on both sides. I crawl in the door on one side and realize I've got the outside flap stuck open. I finally get it closed and realize I'm sitting on top of a closed lid. As I'm able to struggle to get up (the can is about 2 feet shorter than a normal porta-potty) and get the lid up - I wake up.
And ran to the bathroom! (No, not a drop in bed!) Proud of me?
And NO I don't have any ill feelings toward my sis!!! It's just one of those weird things.

And the other last vivid dream that I had...

I was walking in a tall glass building - I was on an upper floor walking down the hall. There was a scruffy blonde guy walking towards me wearing a black leather jacket and he brought up his right arm (so nope, it wasn't St!) with a gun pointing at me. So I felt my thoughts begin whirring - "he's for real! I'd better get down! I wonder if I can avoid him... it looks like I'm gonna get it!" So as I'm bending over to hit the floor, he shoots and hits me in the left shoulder. And since I was bending towards him, the bullet went in the shoulder and down towards my heart rather than just going through the shoulder. So I hit the floor and pulled out my cell phone. I got 9-1-1 on the line and I began trying to get them all the info before he shot me again...and of course I was quite cheery in tone as I was saying, "I don't know where I am but it's a glass building and I'm on an upper floor near an elevator and the guy that shot me is blonde and has scruffy facial hair, black leather jacket..." and I look at him and he's pointing the gun at me again and I'm wondering if I'm going to get it again and thinking I'm bleeding to death and I'm blacking out... And I believe I fell into the deeper dreamless sleep at that point.

Isn't that weird that I was aware enough to realize I'm spinning down into a deeper sleep and then still remember that dream? And not wake up in a panic? I find it humorous my mind and mouth are going overtime on my way out of this existence. Wouldn't put it past me.

Confessions of a Closet Slob

I admit it! It is true! I do have slovenly tendencies...they are just now shoved in behind close-able doors in areas that I consider MY space! I also have many excuses as to WHY I disasterate so well.

Lyric's pic of her office brought this great idea for this blog - I thought I'd share my disaster area too! I actually have my closet clean still (besides just nylons still sitting on the floor....been matching those up & donning when wearing is required.)

It's not that I'm proud of how well I disasterate - really! That's why this is a confessional purging. Embarrass myself enough that it incentivates me to take care of it! And then I can post the photo of it clean! This is the messiest side - I really can see some floor space around the desk. No desk space really visible at the moment. Everything will have a nice happy home space found for it...



Another reason why I keep the disaster isolated is because I can't stand it. I feel like I can't breathe when I'm in the middle of that - unless I'm dismantling it. I also quite enjoy the process of organizing - as well as the result. Unlike enjoying the result of ironed clothes - but still disliking the process of doing so.







This is what a typical person will see of our home - mostly due to my anal retentive husband who is willing to help it stay this way. :)

I MADE it!!!

2008 has me in it! Woo-Hoo!!!!



K - so are ya'll wondering what I did with the rest of that 2007 day #365? Well, let me tell YOU! Not much! Went home and watched a few episodes of "Lost". St is hooked on it - and we have to wait for the DVDs since we don't have that TV station's reception at our house. The funny thing was the DVD just stopped at a random spot as we were chatting - took us a few minutes to figure out it wasn't going to go on. So we checked the DVD for scratches - none. So tried a different DVD. No go. The DVD player went kaput - but the VCR part of it still works. So the 2 of slogged upstairs to the kids' roost. Oh - did I? Yes, I did! Forgot to mention I dropped J off to his buddy's. St did the obligatory (mild) rant about what a mess it is up there and I did the obligatory defensive explanation "typical teens - don't let it get to ya" and we settled in (after I ran back down and up with new batteries for the remote - kid's too lazy to run down & up to change them and we're too lazy to find the right buttons on the machine to push them ourselves!) and watched some more. I did realize how blessed we were to have a 2nd one so that we weren't totally dead in the water. Funny that the VCR side of that machine doesn't work. Way too many wires and wierd sized to get them to work together if I remember right.







Then at 10:30-ish I booked it outta there to meet my friend (whose hubby just wanted to watch sports and was happy to stay at home with the li'l'uns), and we went to our small town version of First Night. The city's Family Party. Lots of teens and families out. So we wandered a little for an hour - were lucky enough to get the last of the hot chocolate at the last place to serve it - and then ran to the car to defrost, watched the fireworks from there and called our hubbies to Wish them Happiness and give smoochies on the mouthpieces. So here's the live chess game we were parked next to and our silly frozen faces....





















We went home from there, and J got home about the same time. We made silly faces at each other for the camera and then we joined Dad and watched the outtakes and deleted scenes from Lost and then hit the sack at about 2:30 am.
















YEA!!!!!!!! So HAPPY WELCOME TO 2008!!!