A combination of many stress dreams... and a little TMI.
Last night I dreamed that I was going to the beach with the family. We were all scrambling to get ready in time and I was getting nervous because I wasn't helping enough. Every time there was something that needed doing, I was busy with something else and I could sense my family getting irritated at me for it. We kept moving our packed bags from place to place, and I was forever running around the house to look for things that we would also need. The dogs were in my way, and I really had to go to the bathroom, and somebody kept popping up to ask me why I wasn't already finished with (insert task)
Finally, I have worked my way to the bathroom and I'm promising over my shoulder that I will do any and everything they say if I can just have a moment because I really, really have to pee. The dog is in the way again, blocking the toilet, so I have to wrestle him out into the hallway and slam the door and finally, I can take care of this. Once seated, I realize that the room is full of gigantic mosquitos. They are so big, they look like magnified photos. Mosquitos the size of jumbo shrimp. And they are everywhere. One lands on my thigh and I can see the three inch proboscis about to stab so I smack it and it just explodes with blood and the blood is sticky like wet cobwebs and I'm trying to get it off and trying to get covered so the others can't get me and why the hell are there giant mutant mosquitos in the bathroom?? And I woke up all stressed out.
Grah.
But, I've had a productive morning otherwise. Took the recycling to the center, returned the spice rack that doesn't fit in my cabinet, cleaned the car, and took it to get the oil changed. Now I watch a show about the yeti and clean the kitchen during commercials. Go, me!
Finally, I have worked my way to the bathroom and I'm promising over my shoulder that I will do any and everything they say if I can just have a moment because I really, really have to pee. The dog is in the way again, blocking the toilet, so I have to wrestle him out into the hallway and slam the door and finally, I can take care of this. Once seated, I realize that the room is full of gigantic mosquitos. They are so big, they look like magnified photos. Mosquitos the size of jumbo shrimp. And they are everywhere. One lands on my thigh and I can see the three inch proboscis about to stab so I smack it and it just explodes with blood and the blood is sticky like wet cobwebs and I'm trying to get it off and trying to get covered so the others can't get me and why the hell are there giant mutant mosquitos in the bathroom?? And I woke up all stressed out.
Grah.
But, I've had a productive morning otherwise. Took the recycling to the center, returned the spice rack that doesn't fit in my cabinet, cleaned the car, and took it to get the oil changed. Now I watch a show about the yeti and clean the kitchen during commercials. Go, me!