Its hard to describe but in my dream I feel like I can’t keep my thumb straight. It feels painful and hyperextended. I spend the whole dream, whatever it is about , holding my thumb with my other hand trying to keep it straight. I’ve written about this in the past. The whole dream is, well, just painful.
I generally wake up holding my thumb and honestly believe my brain is making it hurt.
Sometimes I think dreams I have are reoccurring, only to realize they just felt familiar and only happened that one night. Thankfully I have a blog post a few years ago. I’m sure I’ve had it since then but man did it hurt last week.
Our Live Christmas Tree I don’t think its ever coming down.
Maybe its a sign that I like my job, but man I want I go back to work. Its been way to long for me. This stupid weather has been crazy. I haven’t worked since December 20th. That is almost 3 weeks ago. I was ready to go back after a week off.
Staying home isn’t the best for me either. I’m a notorious snacker and Christmas has left our apartment filled with candy and junk food. I eat healthier when I work. Although I have started P90X. I was forced to look for alternative exercise when I the pedal on my trainer stripped the crank, so I couldn’t ride. I did order another crank set, but it was shipped to work, and we haven’t been back yet. But I’ve started P90x and we will see how long I stick with it this time. Last time I think I did two weeks and it had legendary consequences for me that I only share with friends who know the most embarrassing stories about me.
All in all, I’m just waiting for the weather to return to normal, to get back to work, and to get on with life.
Angelo has this weird fixation with plastic. Usually it is plastic bags with edges. Here it was just flimsy plastic that something was wrapped in. Angelo spent 20 minutes just licking it. He was in heaven.
He liked it so much that we didn’t through it away for a couple of days. We just kept this piece of plastic on the floor for Angelo to lick. He didn’t bite it, just licked it. Extremely weird.
But he’s my cat. He can have all the weird tendencies he wants. So far he licks plastic, announces his poo’s, his spot on the (and will stare you down for it), doors opened for him, and to be touching at least one person when he sleeps on the bed or couch.
Like I said, he’s getting old and can have all the weird tendencies he wants. We’ll blame it on his steroids.
Angelo in Front of the Fireplace Taken with New Lumix Camera
Holy Cow.
Its 2014. That’s nuts. I never thought I’d make it this long. Really. My track record was seriously injure myself every 4 years. I’m way overdue. I figure my body is just saving it up for one huge injury resulting in massive bed rest or death. But here I am, bucking the trend I set for myself.
So yeah, I’ve been on break for two weeks and I’m way ready to get back to work. How sad is that? I was ready for work Sunday. After one week off I was ready to go back. This extra week has been a wash of movies and video games. Nothing of value (I have read a whole book in this week. So that counts I suppose).
I’ve also been playing with my new camera. Sam bought me a Panasonic Lumix DMC-G5 mirrorless camera for Christmas. Angelo has never had so many pictures of himself taken. He was a test subject this whole last week. I put it to good use while home too.
The other thing about this break is the really weird dreams I’ve been having. No one is in them, but they’ve been about the ocean and beach. But not a warm summer ocean day, colder weather, fog, not real wildlife or noise, just splashing and walking around in low tide waves. Its weird.
I’m going to try and get back to fun little posts. I’ve been slightly conscious because of work of what I post on here, but that doesn’t mean I should hold back or abstain from posting. I doubt anyone from work sees this anyways, but you never know.
I burst out laughing when I read this short quote in the Christopher Moore book I finished.
“She’s so small, yet she contains so much evil….” ~Fluke
It was late at night and I was tired when I read it. It may have been funnier then than it is now.
For the last week or so all of my dreams have somehow involved people from Queensbury. Maybe it is because I’m heading home for a week (in a week!), but they’ve been interesting to say the least.
Last night’s dream involved a camping trip. But it was more like “Going to Camp” than actually camping. Cabins in the woods and such. Shane, Reggie, Colin, Yousey (sorry dan, I just struggle to refer to you by your first name for some reason) and even Kevin. It was bizarre. We all were sitting around a round table in the main cabin talking about all the things we would do in the woods. Hiking, boating, and general bullshitting about this and that.
I got up and went to the bathroom, which was on the second floor of the cabin. It had a bathroom very reminiscent of a bar in Buffalo. In other words it had trough as the urinals. No ice though!
On the way back down the maintenance man had removed the bottom half of the stairs and I had to leap to the floor off the second floor. By the time I got back to the table it had started to get dark outside and it had started raining. When I sat back down there was about 5 more people sitting with us. Colin had apparently made friends with some people sitting next to us and pushed the tables together. There was a crack of lightning outside the cabin and the windows glowed bright for a second. Shane immediately suggested we go wandering outside in the rainstorm. No one objected and we got up to go.
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That’s where it ended. Like I said, I’ve probably had five dreams involving people from Queensbury in the last week.
