I posted the following on Facebook 5 years ago today — the evening before my spinal surgery on 8/13/14…
78 people commented with prayers, hugs and well-wishes. I was grateful for all those taking time to post kind words — and I still am… 5 years later! 🙂
Last night, I had the craziest dream ever. It landed Perry in jail for murder… or some kind of vehicular homicide! ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
In my dream, Carl and I watched as Perry was driving a school bus down US 31. All of a sudden, Perry totally flipped out! He jumped from the driver’s seat, ran to the back of the bus and started putting up windows. Yelling at him to get back in the seat before an accident, he refused and simply moved to the next window. There was a crash. Perry needed an ambulance (not from the wreck but because he went crazy and turned blue) and off he went on a stretcher.
Mom appeared and told me I needed to call Ben because “word was getting out” as we were walking to the back of an unknown house. On the back step, a crying Mexican told me the guy in the blue car would survive, but there was one fatality — a really nice guy.
And then I awoke… it was 4:30 AM. Still groggy, I questioned why either Carl or I didn’t just get in the driver’s seat and wondered if the police would soon be around to question us. Even crazier… I KNOW there’s no way on God’s green earth either one of us would ride with Perry driving a school bus in the first place.
Where in the recesses of my brain did all that come from??? How did I make that shit up? Everybody knows — even ME — that the only thing Perry kills is vampires. 🙂
Crawling through house listings in Seymour, Indiana every morning, I sometimes type an alternate zip code in my search. A zip code for a place much farther south than my home state of Indiana — where a pool can remain open year round.
I find myself questioning where I want to be today… and how that might just change in 5 years. The answer to that question also plays into my current situation — if I want to buy a different house now or just stay where I am for a period of time.
There are only 2 reasons why I’m staying in Indiana — at least for a while longer. And they are BIG reasons, y’all.
ONE.
The “tough” perfume (named by Coco because she said it made it tough for her to breathe) is nothing but an empty bottle. If you have robust grandchildren or ones that don’t like to snuggle — and you’ve got $130 bucks — you can tempt fate here.
TWO.
Monroe (the feisty little shit) has been found! Yippee!
THREE.
I had enough rose blooms that I could even cut a few to bring inside. Take THAT, Alisa! (Ok, so mine look pathetic… but I’m pretending because the bush belonged to my Great Aunt Lois.)
FOUR.
I’m staying ahead in the mowing game — Shelley 3… neighbors 1. BAM!
FIVE.
I have NOT scheduled a time to view this house as a purchase to flip. (The owner is offering to allow groups to pay $25 per person to spend a night — proceeds go toward remodel.) I also will not be interested once the renovations are complete.
I do not believe in ghosts. I do not think houses can be haunted. HOWEVER, I did see the Exorcist and I don’t want to be proven wrong.
Last night I dreamed I had Alzheimer’s. My asleep brain kept trying to quiz itself to see what it remembered. For example, on Friday I made a list of 4 things I had to do for work first thing on Monday morning. Right before bed, I did 3 of those things on Sunday night. Crazy brain kept exposing the fact to sleepy brain that it couldn’t remember that 1 remaining thing.
Almost in a panic while asleep, I’d convinced myself I probably wouldn’t even know my own name by morning! Either I was going bat shit crazy or I had Alzheimer’s! Take your pick, the prognosis for either was grim.
Oddly enough, this morning I remembered my name. I also completed that one remaining list item and even started a longer list for the rest of my day. I remembered the names of my 2 hound dogs too. BUT, I did forget to let them back in the house while typing this.
Dharma’s settled in bed and her feet occasionally paddle like she’s running. Sure hope she’s chasing a bunny and not being taunted by her own brain!