Monday, June 2, 2008


I’ve done it again. I had some great blog post ideas, and of course didn’t write them down… I’ll learn my lesson one of these days, and write them down, as of course I can’t remember a single one of them. I am sure they were fabulous too, but guess we’ll just never know.

So, now I have a dilemma, what should I write about today?

I am sitting in the cafeteria at work right now, in fact I am going to be here all day long, informing employees of some changes that are going on. I’ll be here all day tomorrow too. I am going to end up eating a bunch, all I can smell is coffee and food. They have really good brownies here, but I am trying my hardest to refrain.

I have finally picked my dates for going back to the UK, just trying to find a good deal on flights. I am going to be there from the 16th August till 6th September. I am already really excited. Its going to be great to see my family again. This time I am going to be able to meet up with a bunch of friends that I haven’t seen in at least 10 years, for some its closer to 20… I am curious to see how all that goes. Thanks to facebook I’ve been able to reconnect with so many people that I went to school with.

I go through periods where I have bad dreams. Some of them are so ridiculous they don’t really bother me, others are quite realistic. I had one such of those dreams on Saturday. The wbf was hanging out with the boys so I was home alone. I dreamt that I heard lots of dogs barking downstairs, (quite odd as I don’t have dogs), then I thought about the cats, and got up, grabbed my robe, and made my way towards my bedroom door. As I got close someone came barging into the room, staggered to the bed, then pulled himself up, and started yelling at me. I was terrified, he lunged towards me as if he was going to hit me, but instead just grabbed me, he was yelling something, but I don’t know what. Then I woke up.

I was terrified even when I woke. I lay in bed for a while trying to calm myself down, finally I realized only way I could go back to sleep was to check the house, so I got up, and took a look around, of course there was no one there I knew that already. I saw the wbf’s car outside, which meant he was just at the neighbours house, so I got dressed and went round there for a while, we listened to some music for a bit, then went home. It was much easier to go to sleep with him there.

Normally my dreams are just crazy and fun, but about once a week I have one that’s just horrid. Do you remember your dreams? Do you have bad dreams?


  1. most of my dreams are h appy, silly or problem solving. On the occasion I have a bad dream, I have trained myself to say "STOP" in the middle of it, remind myself that I can control the dream and change it's direction.

    When I was younger I had a lot of bad dreams,so this was necessary for survival.

  2. I am normally pretty good about turning the dream around and saving the day, which is good, but sometimes that just doesn't seem to happen.

    I do have some very silly happy dreams though... I love how random they can be, and how in the dream it all makes sense.

  3. I seldom dream at all. When I do have a bad dream it usually stars Debbie.

    But I worry about you C. I think it is a sign you should come to my blog more often. Don't know about the dogs... :)

    I have started practicing darts again after your post of the other day. I hit my first 180 last night (3 triple 20's). It is coming back. And don't say I am dreaming.

    Ordered the little book today, btw. Found one at Amazon, believe it or not. Will let you know when I get it. Be good. Don't eat any brownies. :)

  4. max,

    I am your worst nightmare! One you cannot turn around.

    Caroline, time to set up that dartboard, I think!

  5. @ Max, no need to worry about me, for the most part those dreams are not so bothersome. Its probably just my way of dealing with stress.

    Pleased you've been practicing darts, you're going to need it.

    @ Debbie, you are so right, lets get it done.

  6. I'm really tormented by dreams; not because they're painful, but because they're always so vivid and crazy; yet when I wake up and want to recall them, I never can.


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