Saturday, May 15, 2010

Sleep deprived and depraved.

It's a rainy Saturday. And I woke up at freakin' 5 a.m. after a dream that can safely be called a nightmare.

I dreamed (dreamt?) that I got laid off. And the next day, I realized that I forgot to take the photos of my dogs from my desk. So, I went back to Corporate Behemoth - in my pajamas, of course - to try to coerce someone who still had a working badge to go back to my former desk and get my stuff.

And then? Then, I had to move in with Ex-Ex's bride-to-be and her kid.

Like I said? Nightmare.

But this is making me laugh.

Seriously. The dog's expressions just kill me. And haven't we all wanted something sooooo badly and loved something sooooo much?

Right now, as the axe is about to fall at Corporate Behemoth, I'm not quite sure what I want. But I'm pretty sure it doesn't involving living with my ex's fiancee.


sherilee said...

I have dreams like that too (all the time actually). Once I helped my ex-husband and his new love move across town; like, backed the U-haul up and everything. And was civil. Um, no. I am always so amazed how close to the surface my dream-psyche really is... not too deep, me. But I wouldn't comment about you, of course!

Good luck with the axe. I hope you are spared if you want to be...

Cyndi B. said...

Hoping the best for you on this whole layoff thing...they'd be foolish to let you go!

hope505 said...

awww....what a sweet cartoon! It must have been surreal when real-life women were similar to cartoon-lady!

Stay solid, cha cha.

never a closed door without another one opening, blah blah blah.

Anonymous said...

Dang. LIfe must be super stressful if that's what you're dreaming about!
I'm rooting for you, Cha Cha!