about a dream
hi. it's been a while. this is going to be about a dream. i fell asleep at 7pm monday night and woke up wide awake at 1am at which point i got up and started working on pics. proud to announce that the only outstanding shoot i have left to work on is sarah's. anywho, i had the day off yesterday because i was driving dad home from his operation to save mom a drive in the city. it turned out that i didn't need to pick him up until 1:30. so i spent a lot of time posting pics, playing soletaire and watching episodes of lie to me on netflix. needless to say i felt gross by noon. burnt out. if i had taken a scripture break, or gone on a walk or did anything to uplift and re-fill i would have felt better, but i didn't. lesson learned aGAIN.
it was a rainy soggy day in the which my too long yoga pants got drenched at the bottom despite me hiking them up. apparently this is about my day yesterday and i might get around to a dream. i paid 75cents in the meter and then was directed to pull around into the alley to pick dad up at the wheel chair ramp. his nurse called him a light weight because the pain meds made him sleepy.
dad and i had a pleasant drive to surrey if you don't count that the pain killers were starting to wear out and the bumps in the road jostled his shoulder. he reclined and i stuffed my scarf under his head to act as a pillow. we talked and he couldn't help but give me directions, which i did need once we got over the portman. as a single person i enjoy the chance to use the hov lanes. just saying.
i forgot to say that jawrd dropped dad off in the morning and after that came by to pick up my lazyboy that was once mom and dad's before their mish. so that once at j plus t's dad's chair was there waiting for him. we deposited him there and after mom peed and fumfered we were off to shopper's to get dad his meds.
shoppers was at evergreen mall. at first we couldn't find it but a nice possibly jamaican lady in the parking lot directed us. while mom waited in line with the prescriptions i took my blood pressure. 82/120 with a pulse of 80. almost optimal but not quite. then mom read over dad's instructions and i bought some stuff. i was sorry i didn't need cheese because cheese was super cheap. but since it was pay day and i had been living for a week off of 48 dollars, i splurged and bought extremely loud and incredibly close, the book of a movie i saw on the weekend with heather (so good). i also bought toothpaste, a toothbrush and some razor blades. and a jar of peanut butter. mom bought some advil, some gauze pads and some medical tape.
i stayed for a while at jordan and tracy's playing with jane and maria. we played trouble, and isaiah acted as the trouble agent which very much irked jane, it being her game. then we played two rounds of a matching game where almost everything caused a match. same shape, colour, or person. it was five thirty and i was feeling very tired because i'd been up since 1am. so i left. and on the way home got a quiznos sub. and fell asleep by 7pm again even though i was really trying for 8. and woke up at 1am again but went back to sleep.
i got up at 6. thanks for coming with me on this journey. i'm sure it's fascinating stuff. so, i had the most frustrating dream. it was a work dream. we started a new menu that i didn't know anything about any of the entrees. and all the stations were in weird spots. the pizza station was somewhere wierd, but i tried to be good about it, in the dream and debi was working at the salad station out in the dinning room. i was the trouble shooter, that's the person who recieves all the lunch orders from the waiters, disperses them out to the different stations, like salad, sandwiches, middle (all the entrees) and specials (the special of the day) and then all the completed orders come through me out to the runners who take the food out to the patrons. that's how it's supposed to work. but in my dream i realized that i had a fist full of slips with only names and no lunch orders. they had been snipped off, or some sheets had interesting facts about the diners, like their hobbies etc, but no lunch orders. and suddenly i was the only one there besides the annoying person who had taken all the orders and then snipped them off and gave me only their names. so i took the slips out to the tables to take the orders myself and table after table the people wouldn't tell me what they wanted and only gave me vague annoying responses. especially nerissa (a co-worker of mine) and lisa had disappeared and the time was ticking and no lunches were getting made and i was so frustrated. that was the dream. thanks for reading.
it was a rainy soggy day in the which my too long yoga pants got drenched at the bottom despite me hiking them up. apparently this is about my day yesterday and i might get around to a dream. i paid 75cents in the meter and then was directed to pull around into the alley to pick dad up at the wheel chair ramp. his nurse called him a light weight because the pain meds made him sleepy.
dad and i had a pleasant drive to surrey if you don't count that the pain killers were starting to wear out and the bumps in the road jostled his shoulder. he reclined and i stuffed my scarf under his head to act as a pillow. we talked and he couldn't help but give me directions, which i did need once we got over the portman. as a single person i enjoy the chance to use the hov lanes. just saying.
i forgot to say that jawrd dropped dad off in the morning and after that came by to pick up my lazyboy that was once mom and dad's before their mish. so that once at j plus t's dad's chair was there waiting for him. we deposited him there and after mom peed and fumfered we were off to shopper's to get dad his meds.
shoppers was at evergreen mall. at first we couldn't find it but a nice possibly jamaican lady in the parking lot directed us. while mom waited in line with the prescriptions i took my blood pressure. 82/120 with a pulse of 80. almost optimal but not quite. then mom read over dad's instructions and i bought some stuff. i was sorry i didn't need cheese because cheese was super cheap. but since it was pay day and i had been living for a week off of 48 dollars, i splurged and bought extremely loud and incredibly close, the book of a movie i saw on the weekend with heather (so good). i also bought toothpaste, a toothbrush and some razor blades. and a jar of peanut butter. mom bought some advil, some gauze pads and some medical tape.
i stayed for a while at jordan and tracy's playing with jane and maria. we played trouble, and isaiah acted as the trouble agent which very much irked jane, it being her game. then we played two rounds of a matching game where almost everything caused a match. same shape, colour, or person. it was five thirty and i was feeling very tired because i'd been up since 1am. so i left. and on the way home got a quiznos sub. and fell asleep by 7pm again even though i was really trying for 8. and woke up at 1am again but went back to sleep.
i got up at 6. thanks for coming with me on this journey. i'm sure it's fascinating stuff. so, i had the most frustrating dream. it was a work dream. we started a new menu that i didn't know anything about any of the entrees. and all the stations were in weird spots. the pizza station was somewhere wierd, but i tried to be good about it, in the dream and debi was working at the salad station out in the dinning room. i was the trouble shooter, that's the person who recieves all the lunch orders from the waiters, disperses them out to the different stations, like salad, sandwiches, middle (all the entrees) and specials (the special of the day) and then all the completed orders come through me out to the runners who take the food out to the patrons. that's how it's supposed to work. but in my dream i realized that i had a fist full of slips with only names and no lunch orders. they had been snipped off, or some sheets had interesting facts about the diners, like their hobbies etc, but no lunch orders. and suddenly i was the only one there besides the annoying person who had taken all the orders and then snipped them off and gave me only their names. so i took the slips out to the tables to take the orders myself and table after table the people wouldn't tell me what they wanted and only gave me vague annoying responses. especially nerissa (a co-worker of mine) and lisa had disappeared and the time was ticking and no lunches were getting made and i was so frustrated. that was the dream. thanks for reading.
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Thanks for telling about Mom's purchases--I'm especially glad to learn about the tape she bought. Well done. :D
Hope Dad recovers well and comes to visit soon!!
i HATE work dreams. i have them all the time... about sleeping through my alarm and not getting in to work on time, or forgetting to voicetrack and not realizing until days later.