I’m so physically exhausted with house sorting ready to move
that you would have thought that my brain would be too exhausted to dream, but
no!
Last night’s dream involved puppies (a sandy coloured female
and two black and white, in case you are interested) and a round light which
looked like my ring light, but wasn’t, flashing every time the house phone
rang. Asda had taken over from EE and the Wi-Fi signal boosters were no longer
going to be offered but customers still had to pay the same rate. Anyway, I
digress. I seemed to be living at my
parent’s (family home) but not as I know it, and spent a lot of time in the
bathroom cleaning the tiny puppies. Apparently I was working as some kind of
dog sitter. My current partner was with me helping to clean them. Although she
seemed to think that Timotei shampoo was appropriate?? Ha ha (in reality she is
a huge dog lover by the way so would never do this). I seemed to be my adult
self, but my adult brother had reverted to his teenage self and had a knack for
walking into the bathroom without knocking. Apparently, Mum had gone out to a union
meeting and now some aliens had invaded the picket line! I mean seriously,
where does my brain go?!
Is it just me or have people become moanier lately? Or maybe
I am being moany myself, moaning about them being moany?! Honestly, people
trying to help those who may need it, and others outside of the equation,
moaning. Well as one of my favourite roles, Lisa, in Up the Bunting, would say,
‘’let it go. Let it go’’!
As I type this, for some reason I have the song, ‘’Happy’’,
spinning around my mind. I haven’t listened to it or heard it for a long time. Physically,
you’ll still find me under packing boxes, but as for my brain, I couldn’t tell
you!
Until next time!
Love,
A Real Northern Hermia. x
P.S. Just in case you were wondering, yes, I did make that gluten free fried chicken! :)
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