I am still not sleeping all night, and yes it is getting to me. Here is my first conversation today. Me “why was B in my room last night?” the girl “umm mom…she was in my room all night, are you feeling okay?” Now I feel like I am losing it. I swear I heard a stomach gurgling last night, so A. it was my own stomach and I was half dreaming or B. I am in the next Monsters Inc movie?! I even remember thinking to myself what the heck is the dog doing in my room? Crazy….
Bad personal hygiene girl came over today to start studying for the ABO. It was weird, we barely can stand each other, she would be the first to tell you how mean I am. I would be the first to tell you what an asshole she is, but there is a reason people always walk all over me, and I volunteered my house to study. There is so much to learn…..that’s what it’s all about.
I had my second massotherapy appointment last night, I am not sure if I will ever feel better. How does it happen? My muscles are tight as a drum..will I ever learn to relax? The pain is better, I guess that is an improvement.
If you have been reading me for a while than you know that I have recurring house dreams. I know what a house dream represents….I am the house. Nothing new, I have known this for a really long time. Yet it did not stop me from having an ah hah moment this morning. The newest form of this dream involves me in an old victorian home (which I love) and some man who is helping me fix it up. There have been many conversations about keeping the house true to it’s original form. Any and all improvements must be authentic to the spirit of the house. I am the house and who the heck is this man? Why am I dreaming about a man? Why is he trying to fix me? Why am I just figuring this out now? I am not comfortable with this…just sayin’!
It also snowed in my mulch 😦 I hope that was end of winter for real this time…….Zia