Tuesday, April 30, 2013
Am I Only Dreaming??
This morning I woke up from a bad dream. One of those dreams that infuses reality to you in an ugly way, regarding something you'd just rather not think about from the get-go.
I got out of bed, and ran on the treadmill. I was still unsettled, and grumpy. Usually a workout makes me happy. I took a shower, still grumpy. Not grumpy, something though, I don't know what it was, but I'm not usually grumpy (or whatever it was).
The kitchen was my next stop, and how I ran out of my Nantucket K-cups w/o noticing is beyond me, but my fave coffee wouldn't be joining me this morning, hmpf.
I made the Butter Toffee Coffee, which I like. A lot. But I wanted Nantucket, lol.
Still reeling from my dream but getting a little better, I started to read our WSJ. Nothing but rotten and ugly news on the front, so I put it down.
I went over to the computer and stared perusing the headlines there, as if they'd be any better.
-Mom forces daughter to get pregnant.
-Baby found abandoned on a beach in Hawaii.
-Teen boys on trial for shooting baby in the face (and killing him, because the mom...a stranger to them, wouldn't give them money).
Just awful, ugly, headlines of people doing unthinkable, stupid things. And the ugly mood continued.
Then I started to visit some of the blogs I like to read (sorry I didn't get to hardly anyone at all yesterday, we've got three days of super busy here this week). Chuck at Secondary Rds. had a Pay It Forward post (something someone did nice for he and his wife) that made me smile. Yep, a real smile. Then I got to Alissa's blog at Planet of the Apels and she had up a post with a picture of her as a little girl, and it looked so much like her sons look now that I couldn't help but smile bigger. I kept reading and it was an Old School blog post from the series going around and she did a really good one. The picture of her and her husband was really nice and then she had the fun photos at the end of her little ones. And my dark cloud was gone.
Of course then my husband's alarm clock started to go off, meaning I had to get up and start getting some food ready, but by then I was back to normal and feeling pretty happy about it. Now I can proceed about my normal daily activities. :)
Don't you just hate when a dream seems so stinking real, and then it disturbs you enough to wake you up. Even worse when it lingers after you're up, or the residuals from it do anyway. Thank goodness those don't happen often.
And hurrah for happy blog posts today. Thank you Chuck & Alissa. :)