Dinosaurs & Vampires
I started out today thinking I would write about the dreams I had last night, because they were the kind of dreams that make you believe you might have actually traveled to another world in your sleep. Time seemed to move at the same pace as it does in real life, and everything felt so fleshed out and concrete. Except there were dinosaurs and a vampire. A sneaky vampire.
But it wasn't scary. I was like the leader of defense strategy. In the first dream, which seemed like it lasted hours and hours, I was in a giant building and dinosaurs were attacking. Attacking UNSUCCESSFULLY, because I was building up reinforced walls and hiding people behind a secret door. But I knew that at some point I wouldn't be able to fit any more people back there, and I'd have to leave them to die. Leaders of the Dinosaur Defense have to make hard decisions. I could do it. Also the dinosaurs were bright blue and red.
Then the dinosaur dream transitioned into a vampire dream, where I was in this broken down trailer-type thing with a couple people, and this creepy, floaty vampire kept going around in circles around the trailer trying to get in, and I kept blocking him. He was super sneaky. He'd try to be our friend and then try to murder us. Michael fell for it, but I didn't.
So anyway. I woke up feeling extremely accomplished and satisfied, because I'd used my wits and won. I was so proud of myself. But as the day went by and I actually woke up (it took a couple hours) I realized I didn't really have anything to say about my dreams besides what I just told you.
Today was one of those days where you feel busy every moment, but then once the day's over you feel like you didn't accomplish enough. I filled orders in the morning and then again at lunchtime, spent 20 minutes trimming cards that came back from the printer a little wonky, published a blog post on the O&C blog, responded to some emails, did some social media stuff for our O&C giveaway, tried to write a little (which I was supposed to do right when I woke up), did a little mini photoshoot, did more emailing, did some consulting work for a few hours, made dinner, got my steps, cleaned the house a little, and now here I am, trying to write again before I go to bed. I always have the best of intentions when it comes to organizing my day, but it usually ends up being a cluster of whatever comes up. Tomorrow's a full consulting day, though, for real. And tomorrow night I need to start figuring out what paint I need for the mural I'm painting in my new nephews' room. It's a tree, cause if you know me at all you know my specialities are trees and cartoon frogs. I'd draw a cartoon frog for you right now but it's late and I'm tired. Imagine it.
While you do that I think I'm going to go to bed.
But it wasn't scary. I was like the leader of defense strategy. In the first dream, which seemed like it lasted hours and hours, I was in a giant building and dinosaurs were attacking. Attacking UNSUCCESSFULLY, because I was building up reinforced walls and hiding people behind a secret door. But I knew that at some point I wouldn't be able to fit any more people back there, and I'd have to leave them to die. Leaders of the Dinosaur Defense have to make hard decisions. I could do it. Also the dinosaurs were bright blue and red.
Then the dinosaur dream transitioned into a vampire dream, where I was in this broken down trailer-type thing with a couple people, and this creepy, floaty vampire kept going around in circles around the trailer trying to get in, and I kept blocking him. He was super sneaky. He'd try to be our friend and then try to murder us. Michael fell for it, but I didn't.
So anyway. I woke up feeling extremely accomplished and satisfied, because I'd used my wits and won. I was so proud of myself. But as the day went by and I actually woke up (it took a couple hours) I realized I didn't really have anything to say about my dreams besides what I just told you.
Today was one of those days where you feel busy every moment, but then once the day's over you feel like you didn't accomplish enough. I filled orders in the morning and then again at lunchtime, spent 20 minutes trimming cards that came back from the printer a little wonky, published a blog post on the O&C blog, responded to some emails, did some social media stuff for our O&C giveaway, tried to write a little (which I was supposed to do right when I woke up), did a little mini photoshoot, did more emailing, did some consulting work for a few hours, made dinner, got my steps, cleaned the house a little, and now here I am, trying to write again before I go to bed. I always have the best of intentions when it comes to organizing my day, but it usually ends up being a cluster of whatever comes up. Tomorrow's a full consulting day, though, for real. And tomorrow night I need to start figuring out what paint I need for the mural I'm painting in my new nephews' room. It's a tree, cause if you know me at all you know my specialities are trees and cartoon frogs. I'd draw a cartoon frog for you right now but it's late and I'm tired. Imagine it.
While you do that I think I'm going to go to bed.