No More Breakfast For Dinner!

Ok, I am not going to do breakfast for dinner anymore! I slept like crap and woke up around 1:00 a.m. hungry as hell. Now the reason I woke up was I had a weird ass dream. It was weird on so many fronts that I cannot count. I really think it was Jennifer having some fun at my expense and paying me back for poo pooing her when she wanted breakfast for dinner.

First off the dream involved work. Let me first say that I am approaching eight years of retirement and I have not really had any dreams about work since about year two of retirement. I have not missed working one bit. I do miss some of the people I worked with over the years, but I have not missed the work itself.

The dream was taking place at the Indian Basin Gas Plant in Carlsbad New Mexico. Jennifer was in the dream but she was just a bit player, mainly in the background. I don’t remember everything about this dream, but the jist of it was that whatever was going on was circular and I was like a dog chasing its tail. Just kept going in circles and when I woke I was stressed, I should have taken my blood pressure because it had to be high. I was not sweating, but I was hot and pissed off.

I think another thing that may have contributed to the situation was that I had to many covers on the bed and I was too warm. So there was probably several contributing factors to my not sleeping well, but I think the breakfast food for dinner was the root cause.

I woke up at 1:00, then at 3:00 and then at 4:30. At that point I said to hell with it and just got up. So I am like a bear with a sore ass this morning. The weather is going to probably keep us from playing Pickleball (too windy)

Well enough for today.