Tag Archives: fish

Thanks to my honey

Posted on by Sherri
3

I haven’t had a chance to check the dryer for punk-inserted fish, but I’ll let you know what I find. I’m loathe to take the dryer out of its hole. What a lot of crap work.

In case you’re wondering, I still feel fantastic. Woke up at 6:48 this morning, couldn’t believe it was that early, checked all the clocks, went back to bed, was actually wide awake and got back up.

We got a new bunk bed for the littler kids’ room. Abby has her own tiny room, and Jonah and Maggie share. We rented till we bought this house a few years ago, so our furniture was never bought for the space, just forced into whatever odd space we had. Now that our family and residence will be stable for a few years, I’d like to start buying pieces that fit our rooms. Having the extra floor space has already made my life easier, and it looks SO much better than the 2-bed  configuration we had before. I’m almost 40 years old. I want a home that reflects my personality, which is orderly and clean(ish).

As for the discussion surrounding the purchase of the bunk bed, a personal note: I love you, Honey. Thank you for listening.

So I have a lot of housework to do today, and I actually feel good enough to do it. What have you planned for the day?

Update on the fish thing: The load I dried yesterday came out smelling fine. There must have been something in that one stinky load. I’m scared what it might have been; didn’t find anything unusual in the clothes.

A dream I had

Posted on by Sherri
4

Here’s an interesting dream I had. What do you think it means?

Dreamed I was practicing casting a fishing pole in a pond and ended up catching 4 huge fish while friends encouraged me. After the 4th one, I looked around at the nice houses surrounding the pond and started to wonder if I was allowed to catch fish there. I wanted to throw them back, but I’d already caught them and the friends said we should just take them, nobody would care. It was really bothering me that I was stealing the fish from this private pond, until I saw that the pond was fed by a stream, and so the fish were likely not exclusive to the pond, and would be replenished easily.

Does it mean that I don’t deserve to have the things I’ve worked for? Fishing in other people’s ponds, so the 4 fish I catch don’t belong to me? Maybe it means I need to listen to my friends, even if I think they’re leading me astray. The number 4 was important. Catching the fish was really easy. Too easy. That’s why I felt guilty. What do the fish represent???

I’m totally wired today for some reason. Can’t concentrate on anything. Jittery, can’t sit still, my leg is bouncing as we speak. Here are some possible reasons: 1) The election, and the late hour I retired to my bedchamber, 2) Claritin, but it’s supposed to have no side effects, 3) I was out of synthroid so I ended up taking my old (higher) dosage, but that hormone takes days to even out, so I can’t imagine that’s it. TOTALLY WIRED, PEOPLE.

Oh, maybe it’s the weather. We may get storms this evening.