I cannot stop having these bizarre dreams. The latest recurring ones are:
1. Either Godzilla, aliens, or the Lord is destroying the Earth. I always manage to get in with the government and become moderately protected, but why am I having Apocalyptic dreams? Sometimes, I can see the water wash over everything or Godzilla's big foot walking by, but I always seem to make it out okay.
2. I am in college and keep forgetting my schedule, that I have a test, to go to a certain class all semester and where my dorm room is. But I'm still married, so I don't understand why I have a dorm room, and I still work full time, so I have to tell my boss that I have a mid-term.
3. I keep having a kind of sitcom-running dream that I have this huge crush on someone with whom I was in elementary and middle school. I really don't understand this one. I briefly had a crush on him in middle school, but haven't seen or thought about this person in over 20 years.
4. I keep going on these weird vacations. I'm always with people I would never vacation with, I never know how/when we got there, and I always have trouble getting home.
Those are the main ones I remember, so I can deduce a few things. The world is about to end, and I have the insight on where to hide...although, if it really is Armageddon, you can't hide, so I don't completely understand that part.
Maybe I should go back to college to get my master's like I've been saying for 10 years. That would actually be ideal, and maybe my memory is bad in the dream, because I'm so much older than I was in undergrad.
I'm thinking the weird crush one is to possibly reconnect with old friends; I may still have to think about that...and clearly, I need a vacation. That one's simple. Actually, I don't know how much I believe in dreams, but I kid you not when I say that these have been playing on a loop for months now. I even watched a horror movie last night and fully expected a vampire to stalk me, and it didn't happen. No, I was obsessed with going to a high school football game, which I didn't even do when I was in high school.
Sunday, June 24, 2012
Friday, June 08, 2012
Slow down; my ADHD can't keep up with..was that a monkey?
I started my new job this week. Having never been a salesperson, I'm starting to take it personally that people I know already won't call me back or respond to my e-mails. I completely understand how sales should work, but it's hard to put that into practice when I'm an "untouchable" by modern communication.
I'm currently watching three shows simultaneously on Netflix, "Sons of Anarchy," "Breaking Bad," and "Friday Night Lights." I was late to the party on these shows, so I'm thrilled to have found good entertainment..not that I can't watch car repo shows currently 24/7, but at least I feel smarter after watching these shows. Also, I'm actively reading two books at once, John Irving's new one, "In One Person," and Jillian Medoff's "I Couldn't Love You More." They're both so good, I'm taking turns.
I went from having nearly nothing to do or to occupy my time to not having time to think or take a breath. I would imagine this is what being a parent is like, but add lack of sleep and doing all I'm doing in addition for caring for a tiny person. I don't know how people do it. I really don't. My sister has two kids, 10 and 5, a demanding full-time job, and she's like a perpetual motion machine. It makes me tired to even consider.
Now, I'm full of thoughts of how to market and sell myself, who's a potential client, why won't John Doe call me back, business cards, events, networking, Angry Birds, lasagna, monkeys in commercials....and you see how my brain is an insane asylum.
Also, we're still trying to put our Fultondale house on the market...maybe two more trips and we're done...(I think) I appreciate Merry Maids for existing so after we've done all this packing, they can clean the house, and we don't have to. I would rather ski down a razor blade into a vat of orange juice than clean the entire house after we've packed it. That's how appealing it is. Oh, anyone want a 3-bedroom, 2-bath house in Fultondale? It has an awesome front porch...:)...that I miss...a LOT.
I'm currently watching three shows simultaneously on Netflix, "Sons of Anarchy," "Breaking Bad," and "Friday Night Lights." I was late to the party on these shows, so I'm thrilled to have found good entertainment..not that I can't watch car repo shows currently 24/7, but at least I feel smarter after watching these shows. Also, I'm actively reading two books at once, John Irving's new one, "In One Person," and Jillian Medoff's "I Couldn't Love You More." They're both so good, I'm taking turns.
I went from having nearly nothing to do or to occupy my time to not having time to think or take a breath. I would imagine this is what being a parent is like, but add lack of sleep and doing all I'm doing in addition for caring for a tiny person. I don't know how people do it. I really don't. My sister has two kids, 10 and 5, a demanding full-time job, and she's like a perpetual motion machine. It makes me tired to even consider.
Now, I'm full of thoughts of how to market and sell myself, who's a potential client, why won't John Doe call me back, business cards, events, networking, Angry Birds, lasagna, monkeys in commercials....and you see how my brain is an insane asylum.
Also, we're still trying to put our Fultondale house on the market...maybe two more trips and we're done...(I think) I appreciate Merry Maids for existing so after we've done all this packing, they can clean the house, and we don't have to. I would rather ski down a razor blade into a vat of orange juice than clean the entire house after we've packed it. That's how appealing it is. Oh, anyone want a 3-bedroom, 2-bath house in Fultondale? It has an awesome front porch...:)...that I miss...a LOT.
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