I had a dream the other night that we needed to escape quickly and we couldn't leave any trace of being where we were. Everybody was ready to flee, except for me, 'cause I kept picking up toys and clothes, toys and clothes and they just seemed to keep multiplying. I was frantic! The bad guys were coming any minute and I couldn't get our "evidence" gathered up quickly enough!
M says, "I think that means something, Mom..."
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laughing out loud...
I think we need to
a) get rid of a few things
and
b) get our "affairs in order"
Ryan wants me to buy bucket loads of emergency prep stuff..called me this morning just to tell me that. Hmmm..
I have a similar recurring dream. I'm leaving for a trip or moving, I'm packing as fast as I can, but there are so many things to go through, it's complete chaos. I know I'll never make it in time. And there's never enough room for what I need to take with me. I always wake up tired after these dreams. So not fair!
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