Last night I was plagued by strange dreams. Two of them were disturbing (in a something gone wrong in your life and there is nothing you can do about it sort of way - my version of a nightmare) while the third was, frankly, a kinky as hell erotic one. We'll skip over that one... :) The first two just wierded me out completely and had me awake and worrying about these things that had (apparently) gone wrong which I could do nothing about - trying to consider ways to put this thing right. Despite the fact that:
a) I could not for the life of me remember what it was that had gone wrong even though I was rapidly thinking up plots and strategems to avoid it/put it right.
b) Nothing had, in fact, actually gone wrong. Everything was fine, it was all in my mind. Relax, its just a commercial...
At least I had the comfort of the third dream to help me sleep after those two...
In other news, and a possible explanation about why my subconscious is deciding to play silly buggers, I found out yesterday that the proposed job share thing may not in fact be happening at all. I only found out because I happened to phone the agency to ask about it. So, I am not happy about this at all... I was looking forward to financial security - at least in the short term. Also looking forward to no early morning calls which do worry Eddie a lot (he knows an early morning call means I am not here to keep him company). I am considering getting out of supply work as soon as I can and am going to look at local colleges and unis for part time lecturing work. Also hoping that I will hear from either the examining job or the OU summer school (application deadline was today) sometime soon.
I also need to consider Waypoint events at some point... but not feeling motivated at the moment...
a) I could not for the life of me remember what it was that had gone wrong even though I was rapidly thinking up plots and strategems to avoid it/put it right.
b) Nothing had, in fact, actually gone wrong. Everything was fine, it was all in my mind. Relax, its just a commercial...
At least I had the comfort of the third dream to help me sleep after those two...
In other news, and a possible explanation about why my subconscious is deciding to play silly buggers, I found out yesterday that the proposed job share thing may not in fact be happening at all. I only found out because I happened to phone the agency to ask about it. So, I am not happy about this at all... I was looking forward to financial security - at least in the short term. Also looking forward to no early morning calls which do worry Eddie a lot (he knows an early morning call means I am not here to keep him company). I am considering getting out of supply work as soon as I can and am going to look at local colleges and unis for part time lecturing work. Also hoping that I will hear from either the examining job or the OU summer school (application deadline was today) sometime soon.
I also need to consider Waypoint events at some point... but not feeling motivated at the moment...