And what makes it such a good morning, you might ask? First, it's Saturday of a three day weekend. (Yay!) Second, I got my proposal off for my ST. (Double Yay!) Third, my husband came home from a long week out of town. Four, see one, two and three.
It's been a very stressful week--too many deadlines and too few hours. Last night I had this weird dream--I was trying to get home (on foot) with my daughter, two pairs of scooba diving flippers (and no, I don't dive) two dogs and an unknown baby in a an unknown stroller. We start off and are suddenly in rush hour like traffic and I'm dodging all these cars coming right after me--while managing the kids, the dogs and the flippers. I'd look ahead and see traffic flowing in a normal pattern and I could see that I was in the right lane to go with traffic but at the place I stood, everything was on coming. I finally make it past this busy intersection but when I looked around, I'd lost my daughter. I started calling for her, and inside I knew I'd find her, but there were thousands of people trying to get through the intersection and my daughter is little.
That's when I woke up in with a gasp.
So I've been analyzing it all morning because it felt so very symbolic.
Traffic--where I want to go, of course. If I could just get through this freakin' knot I'm stuck in, I know I can get there.
Daughter--everything I love and the sacrifices I have to make to get where I want to be. I've lost sight of what I value, but now I am getting my priorities straight--thus the feeling that I would find her but I had to look harder
Unknown baby and stroller--all the responsibilities that keep getting heaped on me until I feel like I'm responsible for everything
Dogs--what I will always have and accept me unconditionally
Flippers--well what's a dream without flippers?
Today, no writing. Gardening as the sun is bright, the temps are predicted to be in the 80s and I need to work through my "knot."
Hope you all have a good morning as well.