Early Rising

It seems odd to be waking up regularly at 6am when one doesn't have to... and yet, that's what I've been doing all week. I suppose it's the light. It's certainly not the heat, which I was blaming at first - after our crazy weekend heat wave, weather has returned pretty much to normal spring: pleasantly warm during the day, chilly at night.

The temptation is to pull something over my head and go back to sleep, but I've been having such odd dreams it seems wiser to get up and start the day instead. At some point the bed late/rise early thing is going to catch up with me.

Strange Dreams

I had a string of crazy dreams last night, from electric flying sheep with extension cords stashed in the stomach compartment (no one in town knew where they came from) to a toy you could use to chase your vacuum cleaner around (when scared enough it would change from moaning "noooo" to singing a placating little song "bread and honey butter time"). I also dreamed that E cut off his ponytail, without warning anyone, and got a buzz cut.

I don't know where my brain goes when I sleep, but it's a strange place.

In other news, I have an enormous zit at the end of my nose. At 34 years old, shouldn't I have outgrown that sort of thing by now?

Rainy Dreams

It's finally raining! I was so happy this morning to wake up to the sound of it, realize I had another half hour to sleep, and snuggle down into my covers.

I dreamed of yarn. But not in a kitten frolic / magically given a yarn store kind of way.

Bucket was giving me a ride to an important meeting. I was almost ready to go - I just needed shoes, a scarf, and a knitting project to take with me. You can imagine how it went. I didn't have any scarves that didn't clash horribly with my outfit, my shoes didn't fit, and there wasn't a single knitting task that I could take which didn't involve a brand new project, which would have to be planned and swatched before I even knew what needles to bring. I bounced back and forth between the 3 problems, it getting later and later, and Bucket more and more irritated.

Half an hour later I woke up again. Still happy to hear the rain, but feeling a lot less snuggly.

And now, I'm off to my (unfortunately real) meeting.