Dreams, Whew!
Had a running montage of dreams shortly before I woke. A couple of scenes at my last place of employment in which The Auto Gal figured in. Then a switch to home and its morning, just before my son's school bus arrives. He's got me up about a question for something he could have asked me the previous night. I look at the quickly at the clock, which shows he's got less than 3 minutes to get out the door. Look at the question, which makes absolutely no sense, meanwhile his school bus passes by with him not on it.
Go to shower and dress and see my wife has placed a very tacky bed, like one you'd see in a second-hand store,in the bathroom blocking access, grab my equally tacky wool robe, put it on, go searching for the car, get in, drive and find myself going in the completely opposite way to son's school.
Give up trying to get him to school, go back home, find there are dishes piled up in the sink and a couple of big cockroaches crawling in and out from the pile (I am not afraid of the things BTW), there's also some sort of sandwich from McDonald's lying on the counter.
Wake up, throw off the sheets and as I get the bedroom door, there is my son, standing ready to head out the door, who when he sees me says, "Oh you're up. I was about to come and wake you up.'
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How is the house? Are you dissatisfied with your meals or something? :p
Yeah, that's prbably patrt of it; I interalize it and not an 18/7 nag, nag, nag of why he can't act like, be like, get grades like.... as his mother does. I believe he's still immature, but at the same time he should be given credit for having a head on his shoulders.
Te house? That prooably came from a recent, infrequent visit to my mother's house. Bascially, she's a slob and I still recall coming downstairs one monring, seeing a sinkfull of dirty dishes and a couple of gokiburi's crawling about. My wife exhibits slobishness but I make sure the house is clean, which is easy for me as I am the one who is home now. :-)