It’s 8:30 and I’m calling it quits. Lloyd had parent-teacher conferences tonight and he’s not home yet. I had hoped to bully him into writing tonight’s post but it looks like that’s not going to happen.
I could tell you about my sewage-inspired bad dreams. Here’s a fun one. I was trying to leave a park after some sort of gathering. People were standing around and I swerved to avoid a dangerously deep, water-filled pothole, only to swerve into a different, giant puddle that was actually the sea. Yep, off a cliff and into the water. I woke UP!! (insert heart-pounding noise here)
Great thing to think about right before bedtime, Lauren. Sheer genius.
Brad says
It’s been a long time since remembered a dream past the first few waking minutes in the morning. I should make more of an effort to keep from forgetting.
Lauren says
I think it might have to be bad enough to wake me in a sweat for me to remember. 😉