Hey! Here I am. Alive!
I bet you were wondering if the last post would be the LAST post. So was I for a while there.
But the truth is that I have a lot to say and this is a great place for it - a great place to think THOUGHTS without people I have to DEAL WITH judging me so here I am, back.
Did I ever tell you that sometimes I have these dreams where my husband does something to piss me off and I wake up totally pissed at him? He loves it when that happens. Basically he wakes up and I'm not speaking to him and he's wondering what the hell he missed.
I like to keep him on his toes like that.
So, anyway, I took a new job. Same company, same division-ish, but working for my old AMAZING boss and doing some cool stuff. Kind of high level, STRATEGIC stuff.
Totally awesome.
Except for the soul sucking 2 hour each way commute and the non-stop gut punching travel. It will be under control by early November but yikes it's been rough.
So this morning I had to leave my house by 7 to get to work by 9. This was the 4th morning I've done it and let's be clear. I AM NOT A MORNING PERSON.
In fact, the only person I know who is LESS of a morning person than I am, is my husband.
For example, the night before last my daughter woke up at 4 and couldn't sleep. I went into her room, tucked her back in and realized that her room was cold and her bed was cold - so I crawled in to bed beside her for 15 minutes until it was warm then I went back to my bed.
When my husband heard me walk into the room he grunted, "GO BACK TO BED!!!" thinking it was one of the kids. He's Mr. Sympathy. You should be glad you've never woken up with an earache in my house.
ANYWAY, (Remember me, miss tangent?) this morning, as I prepared to leave the house I kissed everyone goodbye but I just whispered to my husband, "Goodbye, I love you."
When he woke up 15 minutes later he had had a dream that I had - unbeknownst to him - signed my 10 year old son up for ballet and was making him run all over town in a tutu. He was pissed (in the dream) and he woke up mad at me.
But then he realized that I hadn't kissed him goodbye so he thought that it had been a real fight.
I dont think he realized that it really was a dream until he walked into the kitchen for breakfast and saw my son without a tutu on.
Hahaha! That's hilarious!
Posted by: volante | September 20, 2013 at 09:03 AM
Welcome back - you've been missed!
Posted by: The Borg Blog | September 20, 2013 at 11:08 AM
She lives and breathes! Glad you are still amongst us.
Posted by: Kat | September 20, 2013 at 11:48 AM
Welcome back!
Posted by: Mirkka | September 20, 2013 at 12:31 PM
You should buy a tutu and leave it on the bed one morning.
Posted by: joeinvegas | September 20, 2013 at 01:09 PM
Indeed you were missed. Welcome back!
For what it's worth, my wife has those dreams a lot and wakes up pissed at me. Most recently, it was because I left her in a lollipop shop. I still don't know what that means. Maybe she can explain it when she decides to talk to me again.
Posted by: Dave Gibson | September 21, 2013 at 07:28 AM
Miss your face & errr, voice on the internet.
Posted by: Debi | September 21, 2013 at 07:58 AM
YAAAAAAY!!!
Posted by: Peggy | September 23, 2013 at 12:06 AM
Welcome back!
I don't often have "fights with my wife" dreams, but I recently had something worse. In my dream, I was the same age I am now but wasn't married and had no kids. I was talking to my friend about how depressed I was that I had nobody. As I woke up, the feeling subsided as I realized that my wife was sleeping a few inches away and my boys were in the other room. It was like my subconscious was reminding me how lucky I am.
Posted by: TechyDad | September 24, 2013 at 12:06 AM
What a treat! I return from the south of France...and Kit is back! I think my wife is the same as you...no wonder I never know what I did!:-) So glad you are back and that life is normal!
Posted by: Ken | October 01, 2013 at 06:40 AM