Oh my! The phone rang at 10 a.m. and woke me up. Whew! I can't believe I slept that long! I'm not working today but that's not the point. Why was I still in bed?
It was hubby calling. He was checking on me. He was surprised I was still in bed. Geez, that makes two of us! He said I had a bad dream in the middle of the night and woke him up. I was screaming Help, Help, Help! at the top of my lungs and then said no bad thoughts, no bad thoughts. What was that about? I remember having a dream about being in a hotel and being chased by a black bear. Was that it? Where does this stuff come from? I could write sci-fi based on my dreams.
Ok, I'm up now. Time to get moving. Lots to do around here.