Limping Along…

So my computer is still down, that together with starting a new job that has me running hard equals a very delayed post. I apologize.

I finished training at my job yesterday, and went full commission today. Basically, I don’t sell, I don’t get paid. So today was a tad stressful, especially seeing as there is no way to know EVERYTHING about appliance sales already.

I did have a fairly good day though. Nothing ground shaking, but respectable.

 

Mainly I’ve been in a bit of a funk of late. Wish I had a good few days in a row of no one but Jenny around. I could use the alone time. I guess everyone hits a funk every now and then. Writing helps.

I had to dig into the archives a bit with the computer down. I thought I would share some fun pictures I took of my little siblings at the park.

Grayson

Raven

And Autumn

 

Those were fun shots to take… but it reminds me of a dream I had last night.

The family was going to some place that had exhibits and animals and such. When we get there I notice my Dad has decided to meet us there, so I try and go off alone. My Dad decides he is going to follow me around and when I don’t act all jovial around him, he starts calling me Mr. Misinterpretation. As if there is a way to misinterpret his walking out on our family. 

Anyway, I find a time he is distracted and bolt. While he is looking for me, I go outside and sit to listen to a presentation on the animals that the place kept.

A few moments later the rest of my family goes walking by like they are trying to ignore me. I ask if we are going now and they say, “WE are.” I ask what and my wife explains that my Dad told them I was not allowed to go to the next location.

This really didn’t bother me, what did was that Jenny was going with them and I was wanting to spend time with her before I went to work. She told me to go on to work and she would see me later.

At this point the dream has been bad because of the feelings between my Dad and I, but I have been having bad dreams about my Dad… nothing very new there.

So the dreams starts back up with me in my room waiting to go to work. My sister comes in and tells me, “well good job!” I asked what she meant and she explains everyone is upset and are just letting my wife tell them what to do. At which point I was confused and asked, “But I thought it was Dad who said I could not go and was telling people what to do?” She shook her head no.

So now, on top of a bad dream about Dad, I’m hurt and confused as to why Jenny is upset with me and would treat me this way. As a side note, Jenny is no where near mean like this, I just have wrong dreams.

So, while I’m still hurt and confused, as if the dream wasn't bad enough, I look at my watch and I’m like, really, REALLY, late for work.

And that's how I ended up awake and moving about 3 hours earlier than need be this morning….

It sunk.