Did I Mention I Had A Baby?

Obviously I didn't actually have a baby.

But last night I dreamt very, very vividly that I did.  And I wasn't happy about it.  I kept looking at the baby in my dream and wondering how in the hell it had happened, and then being overcome with anxiety at the thought of moving to Seattle with the baby (because apparently the baby's father and I had moving plans), and I think I asked my mom if she would keep it.  (I'm saying it because it wasn't clear in the dream whether it was a boy or a girl . . . the baby's dad in my dream was also not clear, just some random character my head invented . . . none of my exes, none of my guy friends).  In my dream I had apparently never mentioned my pregnancy or the fact that I gave birth on my blog, and I decided that I probably should, and I titled the dream post "Did I Mention I Had A Baby?".  

Weird.  So weird.  And so freaking vivid that I woke up at the very edge of a full on anxiety attack, and it took me a second to come back and remember that I am childless, at which point I was just immensely relieved.

I blame this on the blog I was reading just before I went to bed.

In other news, I have had a lovely 3 day weekend.  I've made a lot of progress on my massive cleaning/organizing plan for the apartment and it's starting to look less cluttered and disorganized now.  I also haven't worn real pants or brushed my hair since Friday.  Glorious.

Last week wasn't great.  I went on kind of a food bender last week.  It was bad.  I think it had a lot to do with my sleep schedule, which was effed up all week long.  Last Sunday night I couldn't sleep, and tossed and turned until almost 3 AM, which of course led to a nap after work, which led to staying up too late again, and so on and so forth.  So I was basically tired all week.  And then there was all the stress and whatnot at work, and in my head the best cure for stress is CALORIES so . . . yeah.  Failure all around last week.

So I'm looking forward to this week, because tomorrow is already Tuesday, and Friday is payday, and since I ate so much fast food last week I still have a shit load of groceries left, so I'm good for this week.  I'm confident I'm going to kick ass food/fitness wise this week.

Also, my whole house is clean.  Which is always a good way to start the week.

And I'm feeling better about the work stuff I talked about last time I posted.  I'm actually starting to get really excited about moving to my office.  It'll be a nice change of pace.  I'm also confident that things will work out workload wise the way I want them to.  Here's hoping, anyway.

And with that, I need to go finish up my laundry.