I cleaned, worked on my picture and read my book yesterday.

My picture is almost done. I went a little too crazy with the glitter. I wanted it to be less, but I forgot I have that fine glitter, you know? So a lot is a lot. Regular glitter a lot is a little, and a little is basically nothing. I am going to add stars today, and then it will be finished.

At night my husband and I always put on the tv with the volume just barely up. Neither one of us can sleep if the tv isn’t on at night.

So on Wednesday, I went to sleep around 11:45 or so and the tv was on, I dreamt that there was a work meeting that I was going to but I had to travel there and stay the night. Someone, maybe work, set me up at another coworkers house. I get to the house and it is horrible. It is old and dirty, so dirty, unbelievably dirty and there is this awful smell.

So I want to take a shower and the girl tells me her parents, because that’s who she lives at this house with, don’t buy soap. I decide to not take a shower and the meeting is starting. Suddenly all these people are there, and I sit on the floor then remember how dirty the place is and stand up. Then I see this towel or something that everyone is stepping on and pick it up but there is something nasty on this towel so I gasp and drop the towel.

Then I go looking for a place to wash my hands and I’m feeling sick to my stomach because there is something gross on them and this girl said her parents didn’t buy soap. I find a sink and there are old bars of soap by the sink so I use that on my hands but it turns into a glue that sticks to my hands and I’m freaking out and wiping it off then, I wake up.

My bedroom smelled like dog farts and my big dog Bentley had sat on the remote and turned off the tv. I lit some incense and laid there for a minute, I had only been asleep for an hour but that dream disturbed me, so I had to shake it off.

I turned the tv back on and had a dreamless sleep.

Then last night I had another weird dream but not as disturbing as the gross house dream.

I was at some type of conference being held in a school. An ex-coworker of mine was also there. We all go as a group to this conference and when it was over it wasn’t time to leave so they had us all watch this informational video.

In the video was another ex-coworker from the same place as the first ex-coworker and a man I haven’t spoken about, or to, in several years. After the video I asked ex-coworker #1 about ex-coworker #2 being in the video and he said, ‘ah yes the late ex-coworker #2.’

I replied, ‘yeah.’ As far as I know though, that ex-coworker is still alive in real life.

Then I couldn’t find my backpack so I started looking for it with out telling anybody. I found a charger and my wallet in the gym at the school and they had plugged all kinds of things in to the charger, then I met up with the group to leave and that is when I woke up.

The TV was off, I thought it was Monday, and I got up.

That leads us to where we are now. The second dream wasn’t as disturbing as the first but still it was weird and further proof that there needs to be some kind of sound while I am sleeping.

I want to write today for the rest of the day but I think my mind is too scattered to write so I might just read all day.

With that, I have nothing left to say. Everyone enjoy your Sunday.