some weeks when DH is on call there are no calls. not this week . I couldn't tell if the alarm went off or his phone this morning, it was both. Poor man has been on the phone since he got up. no shower. at least he got a goodmorning kiss.

I am not really awake yet. I made the bed, but while I was still in it.

I dreamed I was in high school again last night. Finishing up some class I'd blown off. In these dreams I always know that I'm a college graduate, and I keep telling myself, "You graduated college, they don't make you go back to high school to finish things up if you've graduated from college." I'm rarely in class in these dreams, normally just wandering around the commons area in front of the cafeteria and poking around the high school library.

Eventually I decided to believe myself and I declared that I wasn't going back to high school. Suddenly my mother was there, looking horrified and saying, "You can't drop out of high school!" And I'm trying to tell her, "I graduated with honors from college! High school doesn't matter!" The next thing I know I'm trying desperately to think of a job I can get now that I'm a high school drop out and thinking that I'll never find anything stuck in southwest Pennsylvania. Meanwhile, my brain is repeating, "You have a job, it's a pretty good job, you have a place to live, you even have a husband."

When I finally woke up, I had to stared at the walls for several moments trying to remember where I lived.

High school was 27 years ago. I graduated. I was a member of the Honor Society. Why won't my subconscious let high school go?

Finishing up some class I'd blown off. In these dreams I always know that I'm a college graduate, and I keep telling myself, "You graduated college, they don't make you go back to high school to finish things up if you've graduated from college." I'm rarely in class in these dreams, normally just wandering around the commons area in front of the cafeteria and poking around the high school library.

I'm always having this exact same type of dream!

I'm always having this exact same type of dream!

It's like the Godfather: "I try to get out, and they keep dragging me back in!"

I dreamed about high school last night too! Mine was a "I've misplaced my flute just before the big concert, and spend the entire time trying to find it, only to get yelled at for not showing up" dream. I haven't had one of those since highschool, and I actually had to check to make sure my flute was still where it belongs this morning.

I had a high school dream last night as well. All I remember clearly from my dream is that I kept my cat in my locker durring lunch.

Must. Kill. Co-worker.

Why must she be so loud? Why must she screech "HI!" at me first thing in the morning? Why must she screech "YOU HAVE A HEADACHE??" at me when I tell her that I have the nigglings of a migraine??

WHY FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS HOLY, WHY????

I hear your pain, Aimee. Sorry about migraine nigglings... I hope they niggle away from you...

One of our condo-mates, I've decided, has NO inside voice. (I mean the folks who have the condo in the same building as us, not the person who actually lives in the same unit as us). We hear her screeching ALL THE TIME through the walls. I can even hear actual words. She drives me insane. We have decided that her husband must be partially deaf, due to his former rocker days.

Seriously, I love that she's boisterous, but sometimes, I just want her to shut the fuck up.

I am crabtastic this morning.

I took my migraine meds before I left work, but now I'm getting the nausea and don't want to eat the breakfast that would help me not feel nauseous.

Oh, what a vicious circle.

Can I fastforward a week, please?

Woke up this morning in the same mood as Aimee - though sans migraine (at least so far). My brain WILL.NOT.SHUT.UP. It keeps spinning, finding more and more holes in the conversation yesterday. This is not helping.

Need to turn the brain OFF.

I know this will get better and I'll get past this shite. Can that be NOW? Please?