Saturday Dreams

     I have a lot of dreams - and they are often strange. I tell my husband about them pretty much daily and it often results in a comment about the fact that my dreams are weird. Last night I dreamed about being late to work because I was helping someone with a wedding -then I couldn't find my keys or my phone and discovered it was 8:20 - 20 minutes after I had to be about 20-30 minutes away. I was in trouble. Then someone told me it was Saturday and I was relieved, anxiety gone. But I noticed that most of the women at the wedding we were wearing long white dresses like the bride should be. hmmmm...  Apparently I'm anxious about being late to work and letting my boss down...? Then I dreamed my husband and I worked in the same business complex (I don't work in a business complex to begin with so I don't know what that's about). But we would carpool about an hour with this lady in an RV. One day her daughter met up with us at the business complex demanding money for a week stay at some hotel. Her mom didn't have the money to fund it and asked her to compromise on only going for 2 or 3 days. She was not happy so I pop in and grab a hold of her face so she's looking at me and say, "How would you feel if this was the last conversation you had with your mom? If you treated her like this, she gave you what you wanted then drove away only to get in a car accident and die." In which, she responded that that was too deep for her and it wasn't going to happen, because life didn't happen that way so she was simply not going to think about it. In which I responded with grabbing her face and saying "you don't understand. That's life Hun, people do die. Accidents do happen." She responded with "people have different abilities, different things they are good at. Just like ping pong." Then made some comment that alluded to her thinking I had those qualities and was good at everything. I laughed and said "hah. I suck at Ping Pong! and tennis, and sports in general. I'm not good at math, I don't utilize my words as well as I should. I make mistakes all the time!" And the strangest comment of all from her, said sarcastically "Ok Martha Stewart, I'm not going to go along with you like everyone else. I'm going to call Bob Barker and do what I want." I walked away laughing with my husband and her mom. Her mom asked why and I said "because most people don't listen to me, but at least I got my point across."
    Uhm...what? That was just last night. The brain is a funny thing. I wonder if it means I have too many thoughts or I'm not getting enough sleep or maybe too much? What do you think?

    That was not anything I was intending on writing about, but it does intrigue me. I never thought I had strange dreams until my husband told me. :) It's all normal to me.
    Ok - so it's Saturday. Which means husband is working most of the day and I am not. The plans for today are BIG. Oh yes, extremely exciting. So exciting I can't even stand it. Are you ready? I mean, are you ready for this? Have you braced yourself? Here it goes....
                    Grocery shopping.
     Oh yes. I bet you're excited just reading that. Grocery Shopping. Can you imagine the adventures and fascinating things that can happen in a grocery store? I'm having trouble with that too- but I'm sure it happens. ;)

    I promise I'll write something of substance later. Something that's more intriguing. More substantial.