I don't know

 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