Dreams

Last night was a bad one. Oh, I slept okay considering. But I spent the night stressed out. I carried stress with me into the world of sleep and it all came out in my dreams.

A few bits and pieces, if you care to read on. If you hate hearing about other people's dreams, go read some other blog today.

The setting: living back at Wendy's house WITH her current tenants and at least one set of their parents.

1. The "mom" tenant slapped her 3-year-old daughter and I freaked out--scolding the mother, saying that was not acceptable, and making her apologize and say "I love you" to her child. I promised the mom I would help her overcome this abusive habit.

2. The cement bridge over the creek (I know, there's no creek) collapsed, making it impossible to drive over. The cars were stranded in the garage.

3. No one had fed the dog, "Clayton," in several days and he was eating the birdseed for the birdfeeders. I went out later to look for the dog and saw a large black bear snuffling around the backyard.

4. The "dad" tenant came up to me and put his hand on my rear end. I had to yell at him. "Never, ever, do that again!"

5. A cat had been attacked by a lynx, or vice versa. There was blood. And hair styling.

6. My children, husband, and I all had to sleep in one small room, the little boys on the floor next to our bed. None of us could sleep.

7. I was expected for some reason to do all my bathing WITH my two sons. No showers, only baths with the boys.

8. It was my job as "head tenant" to call Wendy and tell her all of these problems going on at her house. She was in Australia about to get on a flight for the Philippines.

And that's only one of the dreams. Another involved me being in labor. I won't go into details.

Stress dreams. I did not wake up feeling rested.