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Sunday, August 23, 2009

Bad Dreams

I had a lot of trouble falling asleep last night (I am sure it had nothing to do with the long nap I had yesterday afternoon, or the can of rootbeer I drank right before I went to bed).  When I did sleep, the dreams I had were bad.  Not nightmares, but not good either.

I was at a hotel somewhere because Bosley's draft test was that day.  I couldn't find the place that the test was being held at and I was getting very stressed that I was going to be late or miss the test.  I finally found the right place, but then realized that I had forgot Bosley at the hotel, but when I went back to get him, he wasn't in the room.  I finally found him and went back to the test site, where I found everyone getting on a bus.  I made it there just in time, but I had no bungee cords to tie down the freight load and there wasn't enough time to go get them from the car. At the last minute before I got on the bus, someone told me that the cart I had was illegal to use in a test.

Do you think I am stressed about the upcoming draft test?  

1 comment:

  1. Yes - you're definitely stressed! Time for some chamomile tea and some soft music playing in the background before you go to sleep tonite~!