Classic Stress Dream

Life has been interesting lately.  Yesterday the packers and removalists pulled out on us claiming miscommunication on timings and payments - which was bollocks. A stressful few hours later Stephen had found replacements, but now the packers and coming today so the move wont happen until after lunch.

Last night after a break from packing at 10:30pm we drove out for a bite to eat and I discovered one of my car's wheels is making a strange noise - I need to get that looked at this morning before anything else happens.

After wanting us out with two weeks notice in January, the owners are now playing hardball with us breaking the lease so I will be paying double rent now for at least the next four weeks.  We've held two open houses and not a single application has been put in yet.  How the hell I can afford to pay rent on both places when the reason I am moving is I cannot afford the rent on this place alone is frankly beyond me.

I'm working my guts out at work, taken on higher duties, put myself back into a supervisory role and of course management want to use me to sort out a branch with a poisonous culture. I've spent at least five hours of personal time this week counselling staff.  I was up at 6am yesterday morning writing confidential reports to management.  This is over and above the normal stresses of meeting the deadlines of two different jobs simultaneously and all for a lousy $200 over my normal pay packet.

I haven't slept more than 4 hours a night this week. I've been getting weepy at the drop of a hat here at home.  Is it any wonder this morning after being awake for hours I dropped off into a small stress dream.

I was four years old and at a huge family picnic. I was holding a plate of food and looking around. All the adults were doing a multitude of tasks at the same time, one aunt had a baby on her hip and was serving lunch to another child; an uncle was getting drinks while keeping an eye on some kids swimming etc etc. And the noise was deafening. Kids screaming with laughter and playing chaseys the adults all yelling to be heard above the din.

One aunt looked down at me and asked of I would like pepper on my lunch. I looked at my plate and most of the food (including all of the really good bits) were gone.  I looked up and wailed: Where's My Lunch ?????

I woke up crying.  Tears streaming down my face, huge sobs wracking my body, my cheeks and mouth quivering like chipmunks .... even now I have tears rolling down my face just writing about it, it affected me so much.

If I had the time and energy I'm sure I could analyse the dream into the losses in my life, feeling overwhelmed etc etc.

But to be honest, I have neither the energy nor the time.  Its now time to turn the PC off, pack it away, and start sorting out the kitchen before the packers come to do the fragile bits. At 8:30am I can ring the garage and take the car down and hope its nothing major.

Catch you all when I have internet again.  My phone is still working so I can txt and twitter.

I love my friends!

In a packet of goodies from Tracy today, was nestled this packet of seeds.  If only ....

Actually they are real seeds so I might plant them in my new garden and see if they will grow. Yes I was finally approved for a small cottage last night at 5pm.  Now just to confirm with the removalist and I should be moving in the next two weeks.

Difficult when I'm also working two jobs, but Stephen is helping a lot with the organisation and packing so that is really making life easier.

Also it appears that my usual run of luck is running true to form.  I seem to only win prizes when I cannot use them ....

Last year at a library conference I won dinner and night for two at a swanky local hotel.  I don't actually have anyone to share such a prize with.

Now I find I have won two prizes in the Menu for Hope raffle.  One is a $100 gift voucher for a swanky bakery in Melbourne and the other is a dinner for two at a high class restaurant in rural Victoria. Again I have no-one to share such a prize with, I cannot eat at a bakery anyway and I'm over the other side of the country.

So a certain friend who is currently having her kitchen remodelled may have to take care of these prizes for me :)

Time for bed and dreams now.  No-one can stop me dreaming - except the cats and the neighbours :)