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It's the last day of the month, last day of the annual quarter, last day of fiscal quarter, and last day of _____(you fill in the blank).

Last night was fairly quiet. Hubby made supper-steak and shrimp-no veg, no starch-but it was good until I started craving something else later. I ended up eating saltines with butter. I did go looking for the cream cheese, but the vegetable cream cheese was growing new vegetables-I didn't even know it had been opened! I don't know why he didn't make a veg with supper, I don't ask anymore because it becomes a critisism (even if it ain't).

I had a weird dream this morning. I dreamt that I was revisiting a garden that in my dreams I would walk frequently. (as far as I know I have never been there before) Anyway, when I use to visit, there was a beautiful plant in the center of the garden with marble or white slate paths meandering towards it, not in a maze pattern and yet not quite a meditation path-you could see the other paths from the one you were on but you couldn't easily step to them. There would be sitting benches and plants and bushes and flowers separating them. The whole layout must have covered over 2 acres, a large circle within a square. The original was beautiful, and had large weeping willow trees in the corners. When I returned, the center plant was destroyed, the paths half hidden, benches destroy, paths overgrown- though you could follow them somewhat. There was an old woman wanting to know what I was doing there and who I was, I was trying to explain that I use to come all the time when she said that I needed to see someone to be allowed to come back but she wouldn't say who. I remember saying I had to see a counselor, she said good-then hubby was waking me up. I could read a whole lot into what that garden is representing-no? and the old woman?

What was weird about this dream is that it didn't take more than about 20 minutes-I remember feeling him get out of bed-I hadn't planned on falling back to sleep!

Well, have a great day, be not too busy, just busy enough!!

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Previous Entry :: Next Entry Read/Post Comments (2) Share on Facebook		2010-03-31 6:33 AM Midweek It's the last day of the month, last day of the annual quarter, last day of fiscal quarter, and last day of _____(you fill in the blank). Last night was fairly quiet. Hubby made supper-steak and shrimp-no veg, no starch-but it was good until I started craving something else later. I ended up eating saltines with butter. I did go looking for the cream cheese, but the vegetable cream cheese was growing new vegetables-I didn't even know it had been opened! I don't know why he didn't make a veg with supper, I don't ask anymore because it becomes a critisism (even if it ain't). I had a weird dream this morning. I dreamt that I was revisiting a garden that in my dreams I would walk frequently. (as far as I know I have never been there before) Anyway, when I use to visit, there was a beautiful plant in the center of the garden with marble or white slate paths meandering towards it, not in a maze pattern and yet not quite a meditation path-you could see the other paths from the one you were on but you couldn't easily step to them. There would be sitting benches and plants and bushes and flowers separating them. The whole layout must have covered over 2 acres, a large circle within a square. The original was beautiful, and had large weeping willow trees in the corners. When I returned, the center plant was destroyed, the paths half hidden, benches destroy, paths overgrown- though you could follow them somewhat. There was an old woman wanting to know what I was doing there and who I was, I was trying to explain that I use to come all the time when she said that I needed to see someone to be allowed to come back but she wouldn't say who. I remember saying I had to see a counselor, she said good-then hubby was waking me up. I could read a whole lot into what that garden is representing-no? and the old woman? What was weird about this dream is that it didn't take more than about 20 minutes-I remember feeling him get out of bed-I hadn't planned on falling back to sleep! Well, have a great day, be not too busy, just busy enough!! Read/Post Comments (2) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top