So for the last 2 days I've had ridiculously weird and scary nightmares. They seem funny when I wake up, but I still feel panic-stricken. I dreamt that one of the kids in the daycare cloned herself. I dreamt another child was wearing a diaper at age 4....I dunno, don't laugh please. Each situation, in the way it's presented to me in my dream, scares me and makes me feel horrible. I'm tempted to take home one of the sleep CDs we use with the kids (baby einstein or some other classical stuff) and see if that helps.
I've also been eating poorly, which my stomach announced this morning. I have to go re-fluidize (like my new word?) myself before work to make sure it's just an intestinal kind of thing and nothing serious that I could pass on to the kids.
I look outside my window as I write this and see that the wind is picking up moreso than yesterday. On top of the steady invisible rain we had yesterday. Darn it all! These kids needed outdoor time, but this looks like no hope of having sunshine. I'll count it all joy though and say that at least it's not any kind of tropical storm here in Fairfax County:)
Alright, off to shower, then the store. Here's hoping I kick whatever I got!
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