I am famous among family and friends as being one who has the strangest, oddest, and goofiest dreams ever. I will usually remember them in great detail, too. I'm often amazed at how detailed they are. I'm not an overly creative person, so I've wondered what is TRULY in my subconscious mind because of some of the dreams I've had.
Recently, I dreamed that John and I had a baby elephant as a pet. And it went everywhere with us, just like Ali and Bama do, except it rode in the bed of the truck. A night or two later, I dreamed that John had been sitting somewhere (that detail is fuzzy.) He got up and just seconds later, a vehicle (car, truck, boat???) crashed exactly where he'd been. So I go from goofy--having an elephant as a pet--to terrifying--John almost being killed. Other nights I dream, but I can't remember any of it, except maybe who was in the dream.
I realized that this happens whenever the semester hits the busiest point, so I know it's stress related. I have these dreams, and then I'll wake up. Sometimes I fall right back to sleep; other times I toss and turn for a while. Either way, the result is the same. I'm sleepy the next day. After a week of this, I reach the point of exhaustion. I've almost gotten to that point. I know I haven't gotten there yet because my left eye isn't twitching yet. When that starts, I know I need to take time to SLEEP.
Next Monday is my free day off, but I'm taking Friday off as well. It will be really nice to have a long weekend. I hope John can take off at least one of the days. Even if he can't take the whole day, maybe he can take off early on Friday so we can go to the lake. Weather-wise, it looks like I couldn't have picked a better time to have a long weekend.
I guess that's about it for now. I hope everyone has had a GREAT Monday!
Dang--my right eye just twitched...