sleep deprived

It's only Tuesday and I'm exhausted.

Did I mention I am having nightmares? Lots and lots of nightmares...almost every night.

But I don't wake up screaming. I don't even wake up. I just keep sleeping and continuing the dream. It is like a watching a sick movie that I can't stop. Maybe I am trying to solve a problem or get myself out of a situation. Any dream interpreters out there? Have at er'.

Last night I was married, homeless, living in the ghetto, and living with my boyfriend, a big black man running a shelter. That wasn't the horrible part. It was the feelings. It was the day to day indignities I suffered to survive. Being unclean. The things I had to do. Then the boyfriend is murdered in the street and I become a screaming and public griever. Days later, the blood is still there.

No wonder I wake up tired.

Lighten up girl! Okay. I'll tell you a Sadie story.

But first a lake photo. If you click on this photo to enlarge it, you will see the ice shanties out near the drop off. This was taken over the weekend at Kelly Beach. Yes, the vehicles are parked on the ice. Sometimes they drive them right to the shanty, but we had some warm weather about a week ago and I am thinking they are playing it safe. Good call.

Yesterday, I came home to a kitchen floor covered in garbage. I take the blame for this. I know she needs to be physically and mentally active. This is a full time job. Fortunately, she loves to run and this is evident from the photos I take. But she can run a lot! When she isn't getting enough exercise, she becomes destructive and does all sorts of things to occupy herself. So yesterday, it was the garbage.

There was a full bag of garbage, so it took awhile to clean it up. The worst is the coffee grounds. They dry and are hard to sweep up. But I cleaned it up, took the garbage out, grabbed something to eat and we went out the door to Knit Knight.

Sadie was acting weird. I watch her carefully after her garbage raids. Sometimes she eats something that doesn't agree with her. But she seemed fine. Good energy. But she was jumpier than usual. She would not settle down. I would move and she would jump. Her eyes were slightly dilated. We began making jokes about her eating the coffee grounds.

When we get home, she gets fed. By now, she's hungry so its the first thing I do when we get home. I went to dump her food in her dish and noticed something in her water dish. Little brown flecks...coffee grounds! Now I think she really did eat some coffee grounds. Geez, I am going to have to be a better dog mom. More exercise for us both, and start putting the garbage in the sink again.

I better get back to work on her sledding skills again also. My boss had some good suggestions for attaching Velcro to hold the bath mat in place. I had to stop him when he suggested Velcro on the bottom of her feet as well, but it was a good belly laugh.

I have made arrangements to take Monday off. I am working on rearranging my work schedule to take Tuesday also. I need some time off!

I went to the chiropractor today and he assures me I will sleep better tonight. I have scheduled a massage for Monday afternoon. I promised myself to put myself first this year, so I better buckle down and get proactive about it. A good start is realizing it. A massage is even better. :)