OK, so I did not dream about LOST last night, although it was funny, just before I drifted off to sleep, I all of a sudden (***SPOILER ALERT*** Do not read this sentence if you don't want to know details of the last episode!) said out loud, "Oh, the man from Tallahassee is John's father! DH just said - "Ye-ah." like, "Duh, how could you be so out of it?"
So I didn't dream about LOST, instead I dreamt about Tupperware. Yeah, fun. I hate it when I don't get a break from what I do during the day at night and dream about it all night long. I am busily preparing for my open house on Saturday and finding myself a little stressed about it. Plans are coming along fine, and my mom is coming this afternoon to help me out a little and get some R time in, so everything will come together and will be under control. It is constantly on my mind though and I am trying to keep it all in perspective. Then, I get to dream about it all night.
If you think to, say a little prayer for me that I will be able to relax, know I did my best and enjoy it. Also, that people will show up! :)
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