Last night I dreamed...
-That I had long, flippy hair that I put up into a ponytail, but it kept falling down and I was digging thru a pile of hair clips trying to fix it.
-That I had to get a message to a colleague that a guy was going to make an announcement in his church about a seminar he was leading, even though I didnt know anything about the guy or the seminar.
-That I had to get him the message on a static-y cell phone.
-That we were visiting my inlaws.
-That Adam Sandler was our nanny.
-That he did a better job than you'd think, and he was funny of course, although he kept irritating me by pretending to (trying to?) nurse a baby.
In my waking life:
-It's the advent of advent
-Our best friends are moving to Beaverton today.
-I did something stupid at work and I'm trying to remember that most people do stupid things sometimes and I should not to let it make me feel permanantly sick to my stomach and
-We are actually moving into the house we have lived in for three months.
If you dont see me in this space for a while, it's because I'm in the corner, breathing.