Day Twenty-one -- I May Be Scattered. A Little Shattered. What Does It Matter?

Today was a bit of a weird day, at least it started off that way. It started with a recurring dream I was having, that included The Silence from Doctor Who. Then I woke up with the thought in my head that Claudia Donovan (from Warehouse 13) would make an excellent companion. I’m sure because the last thing I watched last night was Warehouse 13. Still, she would be awesome. Although, I’m not sure if the Tardis would or would not appreciate all the tinkering that she would do. Somebody oughta get on that... with only 3 or 4 readers, I’m sure the idea probably won’t get to the right people any time soon.

Most of the day was spent with my mind feeling really scattered and I HATE that feeling. I couldn’t really concentrate on one thing long enough to do anything about it. I tried to do a little cleaning of some color and that helped a little bit. Oddly enough, coffee really took the edge off of it. You’d think it would do the exact opposite, but I’ve become resigned to the fact that I’m a bit of an anomaly. Unfortunately, before I even got to finish my coffee, we had to run off to Rob’s doctor’s appointment. I threw what was left of it into a travel mug and went off.

So today Rob was informed that his Diverticulitis was so mild that it was probably a bad case of colitis and after his run of antibiotics, he might be cool and not have to avoid nuts for the rest of his life. I don’t know why it took almost an hour to find that out but it was good to know. Between that, my wonky morning and a few errands afterwards, my day and evening were pretty much shot. Tomorrow is going to rock though. I demand that it is so. Besides, aren’t Tuesdays always awesome?

Before I go, I've been trying out this new thing for the past few days or so, if anyone has noticed... I'm using lyrics from songs for the titles of my blog posts. Tonights lyrics are from this song by the Foo Fighters.

Day Twelve -- Can You Say, "Last Minute"?

Ack! It’s 11:35 pm and I haven’t written anything for my blog yet!!!

Well, that’s a great start isn’t it?  Today I have been trying to work on this particular necklace but well, the meds are still making my concentration almost nonexistent. I did get a nice chunk of it done though. Other than that, Rob and I decided to make it a Terry Pratchett evening. We watched the Color of Magic and then Going Postal.  There’s really nothing else that went on today. I did have this funny dream that I’m pretty sure is a recurring-ish dream. You know, when dreams are almost the same but you know there’s little differences in the plot or outcome? Anyway, in this dream, it was sort of like a Leverage episode… including most of the cast of Leverage. I don’t remember seeing Sophie or Nate there though. The villain in this dream was played by John Travolta of all people. That sounds funny enough but the funniest bit about that is that through the last half of the dream, he was disguised as a black girl in a pink track suit and with long fingernails and long, curly blond braids... needless to say, (s)he was sassy, but I wasn’t fooled. I knew it was him and I was trying to convince this old lady that it was the bad guy. Of course, in the end, he was caught by the police, thanks to me and my team. Now, When I dreamed this before, I don’t think the Leverage guys were there and I’m not so sure about John Travolta. But the setting and circumstances have definitely been dreamt of before.

I also had a dream that one of my turtles was actually male and they had babies. Lots of them. I have had this dream a few times recently. I wonder what it means. It has to mean something or why else does it keep popping up. What sucks is I’ll probably never figure it out because my subconscious messages are never, and I mean NEVER clear enough for me to understand. I feel totally gypped where that is concerned. I would give anything to have my messages, which I’m sure I must get all the time, be crystal clear. Oh well.

Whew! Finished just in time!