I had a weird dream�I�ve remembered it for most of the day but damn my brain if it�s not slipping out of my dream memory as I type! Anyway, I was doing something, writing a note I think, and as I was a few words into it I realised I was writing it to my Dad�then, a few more words into it as I was writing something like ��hopefully see you later, love you loads�� I remembered Sunday�s big row and the fact I�m not talking to him and that he doesn�t seem to be talking to me either and I felt really miserable and horrible. But I think that in my dream I carried on writing it anyway. Very strange. It�s made me feel all sad and odd today because I really don�t know what to do. It�s all a big bag of shit.
Matt and I had a row this morning too�a bad one that he started really (and my temper quickly worsened), but I think now that it was being upset from that dream that put me on edge�and Matt being a git of course. But I have to take some of the blame. Anyway, I think that if I�d have told Matt about the dream he might have been a bit more thoughtful, but for some reason I didn�t. It�s not really easy to talk to Matt�he often acts like he isn�t listening but really he is, and sometimes it�s honestly like he doesn�t listen at all � or only hears what he wants to hear. I love him but I can�t open up to him because I don�t know what his reaction is going to be. It�s not good�it�s mostly my fault for being overly sensitive and reading things that aren�t there and having negative thoughts and oh golly goodness! Aren�t I down on myself today??
*grins*
Okay�I have taken some deep cleansing breaths and I�m all ready for the happiness!!!
�that�s a card that Jess MADE me!!! Wow�.she is so cool! Thank you Jess :o) I lurve it�and SpongeBob loves it although I have taken it away from him incase Walker steals it in a mad fit of revenge�I also got a COOL pair of cherry-adorned-knee-length socks :o) YAY! Cherries and knee length socks�how good can you get?
Ha ha�as I type, Fletch is LEAPing around the living room flinging a piece of chew about and catching it in mid air (or alternatively, throwing it ON people�then following it)�he so so needs to go out, it�s annoying. Every time anyone stands up, or puts a jumper on, or especially a jacket or shoes he goes mental. He whines for AGES and when you say �what do you want� he just makes MORE noise. Right now he�s stood on B barking�he�s MENTAL�poor dog. He loves running and he�s cooped up inside all the time, even if it�s different insides (like my parent�s matt�s mom�s, jon and jeanette�s�) he�s still not getting a run :o( and he�s getting shouted at for trampling our guests�
It�s been a brain numbing day�I�m going to go and bath-snooze it off�
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