How fun to read Aunt Jo's blog and find that she's been dreaming about us! As for what it means... Who knows! My dreams are so bizarre (when I can remember them) that I don't even try to extract meaning from them!
Ya know what bugs me? When I'm just about to fall asleep and all these weird thoughts start firing through my head. While I'm still half-awake, I try to recall what just went past my mind's eye, and I know those thoughts were there, but I don't know what they were.
Hubby got me a sewing organizer for Valentine's day (after I blatantly and shamelessly hinted for it). It's in the mail. Ala and I wanted to go out to dinner & a movie this evening, but Hub ended up working until 5 am this morning, slept a few hours, and is now (still) working again. I really miss my husband. I don't think the boss has any clue what Hub is sacrificing for him.
I've lost control of the diet. This seems to go hand in hand with control of my life. I've lost control of that, too. I feel like I'm about to drown.
School. The internet class is a brain drain. It's not that it's anything hard. No, it's really fairly elementary. The problem is the forms I have to use to submit my work. Excel forms with magic red asterisks that disappear when I put the right answer in the right box. Miss something by a penny? Don't round it just right? The evil red dot will make you cry, swear, throw things, and wallow in the depths of despair.
Work has turned into a giant snowball plowing down the mountainside gathering more snow and more speed as it travels. Work is why I'm three chapters behind in class and losing ground fast.
Alatariel's dance class has performances booked almost every weekend for the next six weeks, as well as a few week nights. I hate to say it, but I'm thankful for her shin splints right now. She won't be making all the performances. I haven't even started her dress. It's lying somewhere in the wake of the snowball.
For the next I-don't-know-how-long, my every spare moment of sanity will be intimately spent with my accounting book. That would put Saturday's Red Hat gathering (weather permitting) in the "insanity" category. Yep.
By the way, Thank you Aunt Jo! I found enchilada sauce mix in my mailbox today!!!!
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Sorry it took me so long to get it to you. I have a snowball happening right now too.
It was pretty funny to find you and Ala in my dreams. I can't think of nicer people to dream about though.
I hope things are improving for you. I just wanted you to know that I deleted by journal at Network 54 because I hate all the popups even though I tried to block them. Some came up anyway. I've started a blog here. I'll give you a link to it as soon as I get it ready.
OK I think I have my blog set up. It's shaggydogjournal.blogspot.com. It's definitely a work in progress. Feel free to comment.
Aunt Jo, how could I complain about a gift from a friend who dreams about me????
Here's to melting snowballs!
Schnauzermom, I'm looking forward to your new blog address. Blogspot is OK - I know you found some blogs you didn't like (I have, too!!) but ya just gotta send a word of blessing for their wayward souls and move on. One thing I have noticed: if someone reports a blog as being too "out there," you'll get a warning page asking you if you still want to go there. At least, sometimes, you aren't dumped right in the middle of it unaware!
Oh, yeah, Blogspot isn't down for weeks at a time, like some OTHER place we know....
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