I had the worst weird dream last night. I dreamt I was at the hospital, in labor for my third child (no plans for more than two, so anxiety No.1). I was in the birthing room and they wheeled in an in-labor Sarah Palin. I had to share a birthing room with Sarah Palin (Anxiety No.2), and then, the room was full of TV cameras and media people when all I wanted was to be left alone. It was terrible!! I woke up thinking. What the heck?? Normally my anxiety dreams are more like zombie horror movies. This was a big departure.
Maybe it's heralding in 37. Yep. Today I am 37. Doesn't seem so monumental a birthday-- just means I might have to pluck more facial hair! ; )
Other than the weird dreams, I filed my writing test for the restaurant guide job, and am waiting to hear back. I managed to file all my regular columns. I have one extra story to write this week, for a new publication that is very technical. I'm nervous about that, but will do as much research as I can before typing and interviewing. Only bad part: no reply from one of the essential sources. It's stressful. But, by next week, all should be back to normal.
Weird dream!
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