Oh – one more thing I thought I’d toss out there – the weirdass dream I had last night.
Preamble: I didn’t sleep in my own bed last night.
I’m dreaming that I’ve woken up in the middle of the night, and need to go to the bathroom. No Biggie. Up I get (in the dream) and make my way very carefully (I can’t see in the dark, fo’ real) to what I think is the bathroom. Somewhere along the way I must have made a wrong turn, because I walk into the “bathroom” and turn on the light. Nope – it’s another bedroom, and in one bed are three sales reps from where I work. All males – all very angry that I’ve just woken them up, because don’t I know they need their sleep because they have an assload of work to do before the office closes for Christmas???
I’m in the middle of trying to talk my way out of getting myself seriously physically harmed by 3 disheveled, angry men in boxers, when I wake up.
I just said “What the Fuck” to myself, and went back to sleep. What the Fuck indeed.