The weirdest dreams!

I’ve been having the weirdest dreams the past two nights! The night before last I dreamed something about a gun that controls you. I felt compelled to go into my flat upstairs, get my gun and fire a shot at Rose! I don’t own a gun, and if I did, I would never fire it as a joke – so I haven’t the slightest idea where that was coming from! I certainly bear Rose no ill will! Well, the dream continued with Rose taking the gun and another person helping to take me to the police to hand it in. That’s all I remember.

Yesterday I enjoyed the pleasure of a debilitating migraine again – actually the first since the Mip Mips were born. Probably courtesy of this weird weather. One day it’s winter and literally the next it’s a pleasant summer day! Not quite mid-summer heat, but hot enough to qualify for summer. Of course the phone would ring off the hook on the one day I’m not able to answer it. Some plumber wanting access for a quote for the body corporate, my boss’ mother, some other dude – and later, a concerned Rose. Fortunately I managed to get up fairly early, I let the cats out and had a few bites of food followed by my migraine cocktail, so by late afternoon I was much better.

Last night, I dreamed again of the house I’ll be living in. That house has made an appearance in several dreams already, it’s not very big, but lovely. And it has a lovely big kitchen, a lovely bathroom and a comfortable bedroom. I guess that part is fantasy, I’m afraid. It’s quite an old fashioned house, so it’s still spacious and with high ceilings, and lovely large built in wardrobes. Not the squishy stuff you get in the ‘modern’ or ‘renovated’ places – made to look spacious, but you’d have to go outside to change your mind! There isn’t room for more than one thought!

Anyway, I was in this house, in the bedroom and went through to the kitchen. Only, there was a room leading from the kitchen, open-plan, not through a doorway, and in that room there were tables set out like a restaurant. I stepped back into the bedroom, played with the Mips for a bit and went back into the kitchen. Only now there are a whole lot of rooms everywhere, all leading from the kitchen, all with tables set out like a restaurant and each room with its own theme, country-themed, one room looking French, another Brazilian, one German, and so forth. I turn around and there’s a door, so I try it and it’s a bathroom! Only, there’s no toilet, only a bidet, and you need a token to use it. So I go back out, get a token from the chef now working in the kitchen – but when I get back into the toilet, it’s now a massage parlour! Since I have the needed token, I decide that I might as well. Only, it turns out it’s one of ‘those’ massage parlour … so I leave. I still remember something about talking to someone about this, but I woke up soon after that.

Still with a bit of a migraine. After a bad night. Before five in the morning! Hungry. So I make myself coffee and breakfast. The Mips are in a mood. Snoopy and Romeo are crying outside – I let them in, but with Romeo, I try to chase him out as soon as he finishes eating, because he just looks for places to spray. As I’m trying to chase him out, Lady Jane shoots through the door and won’t come back in! That was just the last straw and I snapped. Went outside screaming at the little beech! Shame, poor Rose wondered what happened and came out to see if I needed help!

She got hold of Lady Jane, handed her to me and I carried the protesting little girl back upstairs and inside. That was around half eight, I don’t like to let them out till ten past eight, when the traffic is less rushed. I hope they don’t go into the street, but I can’t be 100% sure and with Mewthos so accident-prone, I like to be as careful as I can.

Well, I calmed down and let them out after eight. Funny thing, though: Normally, when I open the door in the mornings, Lady Jane hangs around for some time – she’s usually the last one to go through the open door!

The bedroom smelled a bit damp, probably a combination of the damp carpet and the laundry hanging in there to dry. And probably the reason for this morning’s touch of migraine, so I put away the laundry and opened the fanlight and curtains. It’s cleared up nicely during the day.

I spent some time in the garden, weeding my patch of lawn as well as the bed. I found quite a lot of ‘grass’ sprouting in that bed, so I transplanted that into the bald patches, where I had pulled the dead roots and dried Kikuyu. It’s not that onion-grass I keep pulling out of the vegetable bed, and it’s not Kikuyu – I can only guess that some of the seeds I threw into the garden have only now germinated. I did try to sow some proper grass seeds one time.

My peas are coming along nicely, though! I think I should start putting in stakes for them to climb up on, before they look for a hold along the ground. I’m also trying something new: Using an egg-carton as a seed-tray! You can simply plant them into the ground, after all, they are biodegradable!

I got so busy with the garden, it was starting to get dark again – the Mips won’t come when I call anymore. But tonight I stayed calm about it – they all came in sometime after six. Lady Jane, closely followed by Ziva, and then I only had to call Mewthos twice before he came strolling in as well. While they all hunched over their food dispensers, I shut the door.