Yaaaay! I'm Back!!!

I survived the weekend, even though Brian and I drove 3 hours in a blizzard to get to my grandparents...very white-knuckle driving for a while. The weekend went about as well as could be expected, (and some bits were quite funny, like the night I ended up wearing a t-shirt with a piggy on it to avoid wearing my grandmother's nightgown to bed...*shudder the piggy...Oh Gods, the piggy...*) And I did get something a bit touching--my grandmother was getting rid of my mother's luggage, which I quickly offered to take home. (I played with the snaps a lot as a kid, and all of sudden it was *very* important to take them home with me.)
It really is so *good* to be home...Tyoday after work I'm doing the biggest mountain of laundry you ever saw(unless you have kids:) and just enjoying being home. I even finished Dadnerd's painting last night after I got home...

Ms Fledermaus, who will write all kinds of thngs...after she wades in paper and packages...*whimper* Monday monday,,,this sucks so bad!!*whine* Oh, and I had a horrible nightmare on Saturday I'll write down, it still follows me around today, lurking and jumping out.

Nighmare before the Week before x-mas

Okay, I'm settled in for a little bit, and I wanted to write down something about dreams.
I think they can be windows into not only the future, but sometimes the most important parts of people. sometimes I have dreams about places I'm going to be later, or people I'll meet years from now. Sometimes my dreams are very Jungian, and sometimes they can be a fun release. (I love the flying ones best, even though I had this regreattable problem with *crashing* d'oh!)
The dream I had on Saturday is still ollowing me around. I dreamt that I was at a party at work, (not suprising , considering the weekend) and it was very pleasant with people enjoying themselves. Then the co-worker having the party, (a very nice guy I get along with well) suddenly was wearing a hospital shirt and had an iv drip in his arm. I could hear somone saying,"His kidneys--he needs dialysis, he's dying!!" and the party became a wake. It was horrible, and I started awake in the dead of night and couldn't get to sleep again for an hour or two.
I'm sure it was probably an anxiety dream abut a friend of mine who's been very ill. (He's getting better:) I can't help but shudder a little when I'm here at work. (The co-worker's on vacation, BTW, healthy and happy as a clam.) Even two days later that dream disturbs me.
Is it me, or is there something about this season that kicks the dreams into high gear, anyway? I think my sleep schedule's flipped--Usually I remember one dream a week, on a weekend or something, but now it's almost every night.
I'd be interested to see what other people are experiencing lately...

Ms f, who hasn't had the herve' villachez nightmare lately, at least...:)

Snowstorm...

...the flurries have escalated to a full-fledged blizzard. Everyone that can leave has already left. I'm still here at work, finally getting finished with what looks like the beginnings of a very bad week. At one point I hid in a storage room and had a quiet sobbing fit. There's too much to do for one person, and I keep getting more and more...it doesn't stop. (I keep telling myself, "Get through the week--everything settles down after x-mas" It's now my mantra--"get through the week...get through the week...")
Now I'm going home too--I'm very glad I live downtown and walk to work. It's a total mess outside, cold and frozen. I'm going to draw the hottest bath I can stand and try to relax.....

Ms Fledermaus, whose only joy right now is singing christmas carol parodies--"Open up your heart and let the Patrick Swayze x-mas in, We'll gather by the Roadhouse, with our Next of Kin..."