back at work is always somewhat tiring, especially if it follows a night of strange dreams.
What, me? Strange dreams? Nawwwww....
One of them involved the ex. Dreams about the ex are always somewhat disturbing. At least in this one, we were only eating dinner with my aunt and uncle. It was before we were married, and I was introducing him to them-- in the house they moved out of wayyyy before I ever even met the ex.
I woke up and when I fell back asleep, I dreamed that Former Group Leader Rod had bought all the land down the dirt road where I walk my dogs and he was telling me I couldn't walk down there any more. That woke me up with a start.
Then I fell back asleep and dreamed I was at work and I was paged to call the operator. So I walked down to where the phone is, and couldn't remember the extension. It's zero, by the way.
So I'm a bit pooped.
The only good thing is that I woke up at 4:30. What's good about that, you may ask? Well, I'll tell you.
What's good about that is that I was able to sneak in and turn up the heater to daytime temps, then snuggle back into bed for a few more minutes of sleep while the house warmed up before the alarm went off at 5:15.
Sleep is always good. In fact, I think I'll go get some more.