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And If I had a million dollars I’d buy your love

November 7, 2006

Yesterday’s blog title would have been more appropriate today. It’s raining, it’s pouring. If it wasn’t so grey I might enjoy it. I keep seeing leaves fall as well which is kind of sad. There’s still one tree right outside my window that is mostly green and partially yellow. It’s really pretty. Almost like a picture framed by my window.

Today is get stuff done day. I had a fabulous night’s sleep last night. I know there was a question about whether I liked the pillow top thing I bought for my bed, but let me just say, I love love love it now. My bed is so comfortable. I love sleeping in it, though I’m not sure how much of that is due to the rarity of me sleeping in it. Before I woke up I was dreaming (as always), and for once it wasn’t something awful. I don’t know what it is but the last few nights I’ve been dreaming about really disturbing things. Yesterday’s dream had to do with someone who was like the child catcher on Chitty-Chitty-Bang-Bang, except he just like catching little boys. Anyway, this morning I dreamed I was in Atlanta. I had been at some event in a skyscraper and was leaving to go to my car. It turns out the skyscraper had these showerhead-like sprinklers coming off the roof. By the time they got to the ground they were massive and were flooding the park area at the bottom where my car was parked. We walked through part of it but I couldn’t get to my car. My purse was in there as well. Finally someone was giving me a ride home and they were just like, don’t worry about it. You can just get a new purse. There were lots more dreams but I think all the rain and swimming across reminded me of that part.

I managed to swap and get the day off next week so I can do the charter flight if it works out. This means I have to work the two days after Thanksgiving. At least I’ll be home in the evenings. I’ve also managed to swap my hours up to 93 for this month. That may not seem like much but that’s only actual flight hours.

I can’t remember what the point of this was going to be. I put my flannel sheets on my bed so it’s all nice and pretty and ready to be slept in tonight and then again Saturday night :-P. Now it’s time to tackle the piles of clothes all over the floor. Mara on Davefm is keeping me entertained. I was going to say that when I’m rich I’ll pay someone to sit and talk to me while I clean my room, but if I’m rich why would I be cleaning my room??

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