All the little things in life are seriously catching up with me.  My grandfather has been in the hospital for weeks now with little to no answers or resolutions in sight.  E had to go out of town with no notice TWICE this week-- to the middle of nowhere, which means cell phone reception sucks.  Put a twelve hour day at work on top of that and you get a body so tired that your eyes begin to twitch!
    Once I finally got to sleep after all that, my brain played its favorite trick:  absurd, senseless dreams that leave me feeling completely unrested.  Let's see if I can lay out the basics of this one so you can laugh at the oddity that is my psyche:
    My very sweet, very young boss was making a tie-dyed blanket.  She used a wax crayon to draw on some turtles before she dyed it so that the turtles would remain white.  It turned out very cute and there were lots of extra supplies left.  A girl I went to high school with (who was a couple years older and extremely popular) made a tie-dyed shrug and looked as trendsettingly fashionable as ever.  Another guy I work with very rarely made a blanket of his own.  I decided to make one of my own.  Mine was going to have flowers on it.  When I found the wax crayon, it was limp as a noodle and feathery on the end.  It was like trying to draw with chenille.  I was hard at work trying to draw my flowers when my boss saw me and got very mad.  She decided I was a big copy cat and she hated me for it.  However, she was fine with the stuff the other people had done.  I got my feelings very hurt and went to go finish on the other end of the parking lot.  As I continued to make my flowers-- which I now discovered had become repeating lines of the number 14????-- I noticed my boss coming toward me again.  
    That's when my phone rang and reality set in.  I have no idea what that mess was.

CL