I have hit a brick wall
Tonight I am mentally and physically tired.
Jackie had a doc appointment in Sycamore, so we went to get our toenails done afterward.
That is normally a relaxing experience, but not today.
I had a dream last night and a sensation I never experienced before.
In the dream I was in an elevator, carrying a dog that had a paint can stuck on his hind end. The elevator was on the outside of the building.
We stopped on a floor and a woman wanted to get on, but she wasn't ready. So I shut the door and she started yelling at me.
Here's where it got weird. As the elevator was descending, it was shaking. I could feel the shaking! In fact, it woke me up!
I don't know if I reached the ground floor or if I got the paint can off the dog's butt, because once you wake up from a dream, it is hard to go back.
I think the experience has damaged my psyche!
(Catch that Wordle lovers?)
I did sit on the porch to read and have a cup of tea. Decaf, because it was 4 p.m. It was a gray day, but I enjoyed my time out there.
I admit I did get a little chilled.....so my porch blanket came in very handy.
I look like a nun with a bad habit.
Yuk. Yuk.
Peace and Love
Especially Peace


