
aug 22 room before
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I woke up in a start this morning. I had dreamed that I was living
platonically with Tommy Lee and we had one kid. Not sure whether the kid
was his or mine or ours. He had tucked me into bed because I was tired
after serving me dinner.
I think this must be a metaphor for my life of late. Trying to do the
impossible.
Classroom is still not ready for tomorrow (went into school for four hours
on Saturday and then conquered Meijers at 7:30 P.M.)
Kids are still sleeping in and I have to find five backpacks and five
lunchboxes that are in the house somewhere to get ready for tomorrow.
May have to mow lawn in there somewhere as well as figure out what I am
actually going to do with the kids (not mine, the school ones) tomorrow.
It all comes together and gets better eventually but the panic and anxiety
is getting worse every year I do this.
Tommy Lee and no sex? He made me dinner? What kind of a dream is that?







