Month: March 2022

I dream a lot.

I tend to get to bed between 10 pm and 12am and often wake up at least once during the wee hours. Often the best sleep I get is just before I’m supposed to wake up. Supposed to? I don’t often have a set schedule these days, but my body responds to the light in the room, so I wake up at a reasonable hour.

Two nights ago, I dreamed I had gone to a playground looking for something. Someone I was with (I think a young boy with a striped shirt) said they “knew where they were” and went off. Later in my dream, I wasn’t in the same place. My dream changed and I was frantic about having left a young child (that boy) at the playground. It was dark and cold and of course everything I did to try and get back to the kid didn’t work. Car wouldn’t start, traffic, icy roads… you name it. I woke up anxious and worried.

Last night I dreamed I was on an airplane. I like to sit near the back of the plane. As I was sitting there (on the wrong side of the plane because I like the RIGHT side) Elton John showed up and made his way to a seat nearby. I’m not sure what we said, but I vaguely remember that we joked about something and laughed. I thought it was great that I’d just chatted casually with Elton John and resumed whatever I had been doing. My dream continues and I am again just getting settled in my plane seat. I guess I was coming home from somewhere? Anyway, in saunters Elton John again, and again he comes to the back of the plane and slouches in the seat just behind me. I turn to look at him and his face lights up as though he recognizes me.

I mentioned that we’d been on the flight together a few days ago and he says, “Yes, you made me laugh. I quite enjoyed talking to you.” He then got up and came to sit across from me which was odd, because my airline seat had become a seat with a table between he and I. We talked about what was going on in our lives and he let me take a photo. I remember hearing a snippet of music and thinking I should turn off the phone.

When I woke up, I was a little disappointed that I didn’t have a photo of Elton John on my camera since my dream was so real.

Between the two, I think I’d much rather visit with Elton John on a plane than to angst about leaving a child in a playground by accident on a dark and icy night. Maybe tonight I’ll have tea and crumpets with the Queen.

In an effort to finally finish moving into our townhouse and figuring out what to keep and pitch, we decided to put up some custom-made shelving in a room. Long story short, after looking for a stud to drill into, we instead found one of the fire sprinkler pipes. Whoopsie!

Now, 3 months later, I’m still trying to get the damage repaired. I’ve almost grown used to seeing the joists of the floor above me, torn drywall, insulation and peeling paint. Not good, Sharon.

I’ve got a few people coming to give me estimates to repair the walls and ceilings, but since I need new pipes in the house and the best way to get to them in the main bath is to pull out the tub, we are now looking into all three jobs at one time…. because… you know.. that’s how I roll!?

Trying to find a contractor who will take on your job is harder than I thought it might be. It might actually be necessary to combine these jobs to make a project BIG enough to get someone to commit. Heck, even the company the insurance company sent us ended up ghosting on us because drywall repair and repainting didn’t really pay enough for them to be interested. It’s a weird world.

In other news, #3 will have some ‘reconstruction’ of his own going on. He’s going in for surgery to remove the cancerous lymph nodes in his groin area and the birthmark that turned into a melanoma. Because of his age and the area his cancer is in, he’s a candidate to try using a minimally invasive technique with robotic surgery which could lead to shorter recovery time. He’s opted to go this route as there will be a ‘regular’ surgeon there as well in case they aren’t getting the results they expected to.