
I've posted that I have very vivid and detailed dreams. As well, as celebrity dreams. The cast of Mad Men, Johnny Depp, Hugh Grant and Colin Firth in the same dream, and Tom Cruse (before the sofa/Oprah incident)......all good.....some, very good.
This morning............. uh,
ok? What?I woke up in a foggy, allergy kind of state. I'd just dreamed I was on
The Biggest Loser but it was on an island like the
Survivor show. Bob (as in Bob Harper the less butch
Biggest Loser trainer) and I connected and fell in love while exercising in the surf. We were
Very happy together . It was love. It was physical. The other contestants were not happy. I was gonna have his baby...They were jealous!?..I got sent home... Then there was something about a kangaroo in a sweater and plaid capri pants that I thought was going to run in to the road. It was much more detailed that this.
........I kid you not.
I woke up and told my husband .
Husband: "that is just wrong on so many levels-ain't gonna happen darlin".
Me : "I know. I mean I 'd noticed Bob was looking more tan , more handsome, less gaunt--but, it's Bob" " I haven't even watched
The Biggest Loser in a couple of weeks. "

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Friday 03/18 Has Officially Begun07:15 am to 8:15 am : - Guzzle water, take Claritin. pollen +1 sinuses 0
- Strip naked and weigh. Put pjs back on. Good.
- Feed dogs and kitteh/ Make Coffee / Make Brekkie
- Breakfast-day 6 1/2 English muffin, egg, grapefruit, milk
- Commute to work: this means shuffle in to my home office/ 2nd bedroom and flip on my work computer and then flip on my home computer to tell ya'll about me and Bob.
- Settle down to pray and then eat
- husband comes in and starts talking about Libya
- ME: "I can only handle our life and Japan right now..Don't talk to me about Libya, man."
- He tells me about Libya and I cringe and try to defend Obama
- Turn back to my work computer-My company's website comes up.
I notice the latest drop in the stock--the economy -yeah! :/
I see an interesting story I want to read...then I notice it's clocking
- Click a button or two.. then blue screen
- Click more buttons, then a black screen that talks about HAL error
- Husband : "Oh no , a Hal error. Sorry baby, you are driving in to the office"
- ME : "Open the pod bay doors, Hal" ? from
2001 Space Odyssey??
- Panic, call boss, call IT dept
- I'm going in to the office today , Hardware is having a meltdown.
- Turn to look at computer and named her "Betty" on the spot in hopes this will show it/her some support..she needs a strong, "Mom" kind of name ..she's going in to the ER IT dept and it isn't looking pretty.
08:16 to 09:16 am- Finish brekkie, bitch and bitch some more
- Try to look on the bright side--I can get computer supplies and take in papers to shred
- Try on clothes, Boss says no jeans. Hubby recommends my "Need coffee" Pjs.
- Damn, I need to buy some business casual clothes-mine are too big
- Pack up Betty in the suitcase, pack my Zumba clothes, coffee, papers, water
- Say bye -bye to the dogs and the kitteh (and the hubby) ..the animals look shell-shocked--"You leaving, mama?"
09:17 am to 10:29 am - Gas up car and commute. I used to do this everyday , but at rush hour it is double the time. This isn't rush hour..short commute. more water.
- Just thankful the car doesn't breakdown ..she's getting retired this year
- Think about while driving how I'm going to drive past all the fast food/ coffee / bakery joints I like..think about how I'll want a beer or margarita and Mexican food after work
- Not gonna , 'follow the plan' is the mantra
10:30 am to 2:40- arrive at office, half of the staff are in jeans..I'm in hot, business casual
- discombobulated, can't even use the phones at the office. so much noise. not in pjs...wah wah wah ..Why is my mp3 player at home...I miss the radio..Who is that talking? ..How loud am I talking?...What did I just say?....."Paranoia will destroy ya"- work , work , work.
- Betty (my hard drive) is in triage and is getting worked on --not sure what the outcome is going to be.
- Find out a young patient of mine died unexpectedly. Real life, folks. gulp. Tough one. More work.
- Lunch: couldn't take my stinky tuna salad lunch with me..substituted egg salad , salad and yogurt. water, water.
- work, work work..not easy. most of the shortcuts and templates and files that I need to work is on my hard drive or on stickies taped to my desk at home. I brought what I could but it's hopeless.
2:41 pm The IT Geek comes to my cubicle to deliver the news. Betty ( my computer , my hard drive, my brain ) is gone...... She'll be worked on and , hopefully , revived sometime on Monday. Another commute and working sans pjs.
Betty! -----from this point on it's like any other day except I did 10 minutes on the stairmaster after Zumba. Owie.
Right now? Watching Bob, my honey, on
The Biggest Loser on cable...

Here's the thing.
I have SO much gratitude that my company embraces the Telework concept. It is so much quieter and productive to work at home. It gets lonely, you feel isolated at times, but it also is awesome. I'm full of Gratitude about my job. My life. Every thing I have is a gift, a treasure. It's hard to not enjoy a hot shower and drink cold water and watch tv with a full belly and realize that so many people don't have these luxury's tonight.
Embrace life.
Happy Dreams