I am in awe of my own efficiency of anxiety as expressed through a dream I had last night. So much worrying completed in so little time, all in one stop!
In said dream, I was riding a falling elevator (classic dream) to a doctor's office to get medical charts (a task on which I'm woefully behind at work) when, suddenly I saw a friend (who I actually need to call). She told me that what I needed was actually inside the door she pointed to, so I went in and found myself at the beach (we are trying to figure out if we can take a vacation this summer).
I was making some progress on the task at hand, when, a large wave came up (a recurring stress dream of mine) and soaked me. Since I was wearing a school uniform (need to do laundry so kids will have school uniforms), I was worried I'd get in trouble. As luck would have it, there was a lone washer and dryer on the beach. But, I had to wait in line to use them, because a sick lady (my mother) needed them first. However, when it was my turn, the dryer wouldn't work (my dryer actually doesn't work, and they can't fix it), and there was a dirty pair of underwear stuck inside (I have 2 boys, need I say more?).
I decided that I wouldn't be able to complete my task of doing laundry and getting the medical records (two things I actually can't complete right now), so, I got back on the elevator and laid down on the floor to sleep (obvious reference), but, was quickly awakened by my MIL (who's coming to visit today) who insisted on taking me and a girl I went to high school with to the grocery (we really need to get to the grocery and I was hoping to do so before she came) because we were out of lemons (?) and she needed them before the kids got home from school.
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