A screw is loose from my desk chair and if I don't sit just so, I fall forward and spill my tea all over my keyboard (don't ask me how I know this). I'm too lazy to find the stupid special allen wrench to fix it even though we have a million thanks to all our IKEA purchases.
It seems to be the metaphor for the day.
Greg's out of town on business (he'll be back this evening) so I couldn't sleep last night. On top of that I had one of those terrible realistic nightmares. This one I "woke" up in my bed in the dark and heard the floor creaking just like it does when someone is walking in our room. Then the someone evilly said "I'm going to beat the sh!t out of you." Nice, huh? I really did wake up then in the exact same position as in the dream. I don't think my heart rate slowed for about 10 minutes. Then I bravely jumped out of bed, turned on all the lights and attempted to go back to sleep.
Screw loose, Greg's gone, no sleep. Nothing as it should be.
In attempt to right my world, we're going shopping at Target today. The big red store with fabulous prices is just what I need to make everything seem normal again. And maybe a case of Mountain Dew.
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