Wednesday, May 10, 2006
THE STICKIEST OF THE ICKY...
No, not that "sticky icky", humidity busters! Once again we've got ourselves some nice weather here today. It's stormed on and off all night, even waking me out of my slumber once or twice. I did sleep pretty good though. If only I had gone to bed two hours earlier! I don't feel bad this morning though, just have a slight headache.
I did something I haven't done in ages this morning. I actually got out of bed and did some exercising. No, not "Sweating to the Oldies" with Ben's buddy Richard "Slippery Dick" Simmons! Adrianne and I purchased an Ab Lounge Sport on Monday night, so I did two sets of four different ab exercises. Then I followed Beed's lead and did some curls. Now if only I could get rid of Bob's Bitch Tits!! They're not really that bad, or at least I don't think so. I'm going to start throwing some pushups in there too, to work on that. Now I just have to start going back down to the basement every night to get on the treadmill, and I'll be alright!
I'm also going to try to do the Ab Lounge and curls on the days I'm home for lunch, then when I get home from work. If I can do that, I may expedite the process of looking like Lou Ferrigno, AKA "The Real Incredible Hulk". Well, I don't want to look quite that good, but I'm sure Adrianne wouldn't mind. The crazy thing is that I haven't kept a steady workout in a long time, yet I have one set of muscles that almost look good. Those would be my "traps". Those are the muscles that run from the shoulder-blades to the base of the neck. Mine are almost always rock solid. I can't explain it.
Anyway, I had several dreams last night. I can't remember most of them. I remember only one part of one, and that is that I was either crying in the dream, or crying when I woke up, because of the dream. I don't know what in the dream would make that happen, but I don't believe it was a happy cry. Usually I remember the things that upset me in my dreams though.
I did remember bits and pieces of another dream, as I was walking to work. I had to wait for my computer to actually pick up our network (which is what runs the internet and email), so I wrote some things down so I wouldn't forget.
My Dream: I'm back at the first house we lived in when we moved to Bowling Green. My sister and I (at our current ages) go out on the driveway to shoot some basketball before we have to go to school. I spend most of the time chasing after the ball, even though I don't think we're shooting it that bad. I know for a long period of time I couldn't hit anything.
My sister decides to go inside to finish getting ready. I stay outside and say "I'm going to take 10 more shots, whether they go in or not". I miss the first six, and I know this because I'm actually counting aloud. Finally I make number seven. I also make numbers eight, nine, and ten. I'm not ready to finish up just yet though. I decide I'll try to dunk the ball. It's frightening, because I actually can do it. I dunk a couple of times, when I hear my Mom come into the garage.
She says something incoherent to me, so I yell back "Watch this! I can dunk again!" I end up dunking a rock that's a little bit bigger than a bottle cap. She just kind of shrugs. I say "Hold on! I can do better!"
This time I run up and dunk, but it's a steak that I dunk, and where the net should be is aluminum foil. I think to myself "Hmm... That's odd." This time she's pretty impressed and tells me she's proud of me. That's all I need to hear. I head into the garage to give her a kiss as she's heading to work. I notice she's wearing an all red outfit. She looks exactly like she did when I was 10 years old.
Once she leaves I'm just kind of looking around the garage and I think to myself "Wait, I don't have to go to school anymore, I've already graduated. Am I supposed to go to work though?"
I can't remember what happens after that. I may have woken up, or some thunder woke me up. Who knows?
What it means? Well, a lot of stuff just trickled in from something I was doing prior to going to bed. I was working on some wording for "our" thank you's on our wedding programs. I actually mention my Mom, Sis, and basketball in there.
I ended up going to bed without eating any dinner, so the steak probably showed up in there because I was hungry. I don't know why I dunked a little rock though. Maybe that's what's rattling around in my head?
I'm not sure why my Sister and I were our current ages either, yet my Mom was 20 years younger. Maybe that was when my mind thought she was her most beautiful? I'm hoping the red dress was my thinking about the "Hilltoppers". Maybe she was heading to a basketball game? Without me? Oh man! That sucks!
I've had the same thoughts in dreams a million times. I always think that I have to go to school, but never do and talk myself out of it. However, I can never decide if I have to go to work. Hmm... I think my subconscious is telling me "WORK SUCKS!!"
Okay, on to other pressing matters. At work, we've been trying to hire someone since I first got here. We've always been at least one person short, so that always means the rest of us are doing way too much work. Well, we've hired two new people, which is both great and not so great.
We were hoping to hire some folks with experience, but every candidate fell through for some reason. We also wanted a person with some background in Real Estate Lending, but couldn't get one. So, we hired two people fresh out of college.
I guess it's not all bad. At least we get to start from scratch! They know nothing of what we do, so they don't have any preconceptions, nor anything knowledge basis that can skew their thought processes. My Boss has asked me to be a mentor for one of the young ladies, and I've happily accepted. I actually like working with people and trying to share everything I know. I just always have the problem of not being able to teach things "linearly". I tend to jump all around, which is just the way my brain works.
You have been reading this blog right? If you haven't figured out that I have some severe ADD at times, then I'm sorry! I'll work on trying to get that point across more in the future.
Okay, well it's time for a little training! Wish her luck! She'll need it!
||Inflicted on you by John, at 8:17 AM