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Sundae · 11-17-2011, 02:58 PM

I went to bed knowing I hadn't set my alarm clock.
I figured I usually woke up early enough for it not to matter. My phone was on charge downstairs and I was wonderfully sleepy.
My conscious mind forgot this in the night, probably because Diz had forgotten his manners and I kept having to shove him down the bed and hiss at him to stop him catwalking my pillow*

But I dreamt that I didn't want to go to work.
That I hated work and was just putting on a facade because I didn't want to be a failure again.
I dreamed it was nearly 09.00 and I had to phone in sick otherwise it would be suspicious. But would it also be suspicious after I'd blagged a day off this week (in reality this was officially sanctioned leave for the funeral)
I also dreamed that there was a serious situation in the playground I'd forgotten to report. It wasn't clear in the dream - bullying, racist language, serious injury. But I knew I'd glossed over it, and that it was about to come out into the open...

A fitful night's sleep.

Back to reality, after my rough treatment of Diz the night before - which he did actually deserve - he saved my bacon by waking me up at 07.30.
45 minutes after my alarm would usually go off, but that's mostly to enjoy a leisurely breakfast before my parents get up.

* I don't hurt Diz. But ignoring him has no effect. I have to bundle him down the bed.
I only snuggle with him now when the bedside light is on. He can sleep with me (and often does) but no stroking or acknowledgement once it's off.

11-17-2011, 02:58 PM	#12
Sundae polaroid of perfection Join Date: Sep 2005 Location: West Yorkshire Posts: 24,185	I went to bed knowing I hadn't set my alarm clock. I figured I usually woke up early enough for it not to matter. My phone was on charge downstairs and I was wonderfully sleepy. My conscious mind forgot this in the night, probably because Diz had forgotten his manners and I kept having to shove him down the bed and hiss at him to stop him catwalking my pillow* But I dreamt that I didn't want to go to work. That I hated work and was just putting on a facade because I didn't want to be a failure again. I dreamed it was nearly 09.00 and I had to phone in sick otherwise it would be suspicious. But would it also be suspicious after I'd blagged a day off this week (in reality this was officially sanctioned leave for the funeral) I also dreamed that there was a serious situation in the playground I'd forgotten to report. It wasn't clear in the dream - bullying, racist language, serious injury. But I knew I'd glossed over it, and that it was about to come out into the open... A fitful night's sleep. Back to reality, after my rough treatment of Diz the night before - which he did actually deserve - he saved my bacon by waking me up at 07.30. 45 minutes after my alarm would usually go off, but that's mostly to enjoy a leisurely breakfast before my parents get up. * I don't hurt Diz. But ignoring him has no effect. I have to bundle him down the bed. I only snuggle with him now when the bedside light is on. He can sleep with me (and often does) but no stroking or acknowledgement once it's off. __________________ Life's hard you know, so strike a pose on a Cadillac Last edited by Sundae; 11-17-2011 at 03:04 PM.