you know you work too much when...

you start having dreams about the people you work with...

so i've been having this insomnia for the past couple of weeks. and the other night, after finally falling to sleep at about 5 am, i had the weirdest dream.

i got hit by a car, while crossing the street, but the cops arrested me because it was my car that had hit me. apparently i hadn't put the parking break on and it had rolled. how it had rolled and where it had come from wasn't an issue. dreams are like that. so anyway, there i am in jail. the police are wearing hospital gowns under their police jackets. they tell me they are arresting me because they are mad at nick for something he did.

then they take me to jail, and it is not a normal jail; it is this house. the house just happens to belong to an old dear who lives at the nursing home where i work, and she is there in the dream. she is wearing a pink quilted satin bath robe and fuzzy pink slippers and walking around in a walker, giving the cops orders. and they were listening. i think they were afraid of her. she is kinda bossy in real life.

i'm not quite sure why she was in the dream, but in the end, nick came and yelled at me for going to jail and the cops felt sorry for me and let me out.

i think i need to get more sleep.