Busy. Involved. Dreams
- always about packing: snakes, weeds, clothing, books ....... in different situations. I think that it's because we are between properties
but I wake so TIRED and it takes until mid-afternoon for my head to clear.
There's been a lot in the press about boa constrictors being let loose so in one dream DH had found one: walked 2 miles to the shop for a box and back to coax it into. Next bit of the dream, my Dad had found somewhere to house it with some people who kept snakes [he knew a man who did in the 1960s]; we were driving on a bit of road I know well, he was chatting away about how these people would look after it.
Last night I was at a camp site in various types of 'van: they kept changing size and design
no wonder I couldn't fit everything into the drawers/cupbaords
. I had suitcases all over the field, books in piles outdoors; watching the clouds in case it rained, piles of old blankets which needed to go a rag company
then Dad drove off with my camper as he had plans to alter it
NNOOO - Mum had no idea where he had gone so I took off on foot ......... he was hours B4 he returned. The piles of blankets kept increasing from 5 - 11, books kept growing then falling over