Hmmm....a little Freudian?

[arebella]

Had a dream last night that I was a plummer.  Was trying to fix a leaky pipe in some dark, dingy basement.  Just as I got one plugged up, another pipe sprung a leak, then another, and another, until the basement was under water and I was swimming for my life, but all I could do was furiously tread water just fast enough to keep from going under.

If that's not some sort of Freudian symbolism for how many things I'm juggling at the moment - the new house chaos, living through a major campus-wide software conversion at work, trying to hire a new assistant and a cashier at the same time -  I don't know what is!

Glub.......glub...glub........