averygoodun42 | (no subject)

I did not sleep well last night. Not only was temperature a concern (cuddle up to hubby and I was too hot, without him I was too cold), but I had... sad dreams.

Everyone I knew was at church preparing for a special service. The choir was there, but I wasn't in it and didn't know the music so as to join in. Besides, I was too tired to sing. My friends were there, but they were talking to their cohorts about their parts in the upcoming celebrations, or were otherwise too busy to include me. My sister-in-law was glad to see me, but even she dropped me when her group members (all of whom were mutual acquaintances) joined. Hell, even Page wasn't interested in spending time with me; he was too busy playing with his cousin.

Feeling ostracized, I tried to pick a seat away from everyone else, but that didn't work. Strangers filled in the seats around me, talking around me to each other.

*shrugs* It's probably from having a rather social weekend. And having worked a bit too hard and too long yesterday, seeing as Geoff got the day off (Genocide Day aka Columbus Day). (Oh, but happy belated Thanksgiving to any Canadians out there.)

Anyway, I should go start my day. I would much rather go back to bed and sleep for another few hours, but I have homework to do. And focaccia to bake.