… where hiding seemed like a good option? That is my general mood this Monday morning. I woke up several times during the night coughing, which caused Duty to have to go and sleep on the couch (but not before he fetched me some water, awww). Then, I woke up with a headache (better after coffee and Ibuprofen). There’s just a heavyosity around me today that I don’t quite understand. Plus, I had lots of dreams about weirdly detailed stuff. For example: I dreamt I went to a club at 7pm and the door guy said it was a $15 cover charge. I said “It’s freaking 7pm! No one is in there and I’m not paying $15. I will give you $5” and I did and he relented. I know this means nothing but having such detailed dreams tires me out. BTW, anyone know the general symbology of pools in a dream? Just asking.
I’m glad I have 2 hours before I have to technically do anything to get my butt out of the house.
Bright spot #1: I finally got my own desk at work so I don’t have to displace others. (I should have known better)
Bright spot #2: I did get some of my copious email answered last night so that’s good. If I don’t answer it immediately, it can languish in my in-box, getting pushed further and further down the page by other crap. And some emails require more than a “hey, how’s it going” and that can take a while to compose.
Bright spot #3: I’m sitting on my nice comfy couch in my warm living room surrounded by purrrrring kitties. This is very soothing.
Hopefully, after cup of coffee #3,589 I will be feeling “normal” and rarin’ to go. We’ll see about that. And hey, do you need a refill of Rimadyl for your doggie?
