alpaca princess (renniekins) wrote,
alpaca princess

Somewhat Sick

I went home from work today, feeling sick. My stomach is upset/uncomfortable, I've been spending too much time in the bathroom, and my skin hurts. Just an all-over tingling and ache, a sign that something is just not right. Around noon, I decided this just wasn't worth working through.

This afternoon I huddled under my covers unhappily until I warmed up, did some reading, then sprawled face-down on my bed and fell asleep for a bit.

I was in the middle of a complex dream where Elliot from Scrubs was performing a drug bust (and being all self-important about it too, I must add), and I was vacuuming my sister's rug with a huge tube-shaped vacuum cleaner (that looked more like a missile launcher now that I think about it). I was just starting to get suspicious because the rug looked a lot like MY rug, but not the same, so why did she get a near duplicate of my rug, when the doorbell rang.

The real doorbell.

My head snapped around in surprise, and I lifted myself half-onto my elbows. I mostly knew I was awake, but I had been so close to finishing vacuuming that rug, I really wanted to finish before I went downstairs to answer the door. I vacuumed a wee bit more, then something in me realized that the job was futile. I debated internally whether answering the door was even worth it, then my curiosity got the better of me. It's rare that somebody rings my door after all.

When I got downstairs, it turned out to be a vanished mail person who had just been delivering some filters I'd ordered. Darn, I could have finished that rug after all.

Or at least I could have finished my nap....
Tags: dream, health
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