Talk to me Sigmund Freud, tell me all about it

After Rob left, I reset the alarm for 6:30 so I could watch the local news. I dozed back off with the TV on, and incorporated things like, “If you’re driving south, you could see some snow flurries” into my dreams.

But I also dreamed that I had gotten up and into the shower. The water was up to my ankles in the tub and I had a really large bottle of Pantene conditioner. I was nervous and excited because it was my last day at my old job. I had already started my new job, but only part time, and I was pretty sure I liked it, but I wasn’t sure if I was ready to leave the old job, because I’d only been there 13 months (in real life, I’d been there 18).

I kind of barely remember my real last day…

I had a bunch of stuffed animals on my old desk that I had to retrieve. I wondered why exactly I needed to leave the old job, because I was already living with Rob, so what was the difference…

I woke up so relieved that I’m already settled in my new job, and oh, yeah, things have gotten ugly at the old job since I left, and I’m much better off!