so far, Tuesday isn't doing much better
Aug. 24th, 2010 12:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mickeymOverslept today -- as in, forgot to set my alarm. Matthew woke me up at 730, because Justin called him saying "where are you?" Thankfully the bus doesn't come until 740, so we had time to scramble for meds, clothes, shoes, etc., but OI.
I went back to bed and really kind of wish I hadn't. I had the most horrible dream about Matthew. First, he was in school and I was meeting with his counselor about classes, and he had no friends and was struggling with classes. The counselor said to me, "he has zero percent in [whatever in the dream, I can't remember now what it was] and I'm so sorry we missed this, we have to fix it". The it morphed, as dreams do, to him being taken in by cops for questioning for violating a restraining order (?!), and it morphed again and suddenly he wasn't a teenager like he'd been, but a little little kid that the cops were still looking at like he was something they'd find under their shoe. I said something about Aspergers, and one of them says to me, "you shouldn't have said that to us, now we HAVE to arrest him", and gah.
The dream was awful, with my hysterically trying to get ahold of my mom, and keep hold of Matthew who wanted to explore this house we were in, and I was afraid he was going to break something (breakable things everywhere) and then we'd both be arrested. Ugh. I woke up all panicked and freaked out, and still kind of feel that way.
I'm also still really sleepy -- having a hard time waking up, period -- and can't decide if I should go downstairs and load the dishwasher, or if I just want to crawl back into bed and sleep (hopefully withOUT awful dreams!) for a little while longer. Three guesses which way I'm leaning; the first two don't count.
I went back to bed and really kind of wish I hadn't. I had the most horrible dream about Matthew. First, he was in school and I was meeting with his counselor about classes, and he had no friends and was struggling with classes. The counselor said to me, "he has zero percent in [whatever in the dream, I can't remember now what it was] and I'm so sorry we missed this, we have to fix it". The it morphed, as dreams do, to him being taken in by cops for questioning for violating a restraining order (?!), and it morphed again and suddenly he wasn't a teenager like he'd been, but a little little kid that the cops were still looking at like he was something they'd find under their shoe. I said something about Aspergers, and one of them says to me, "you shouldn't have said that to us, now we HAVE to arrest him", and gah.
The dream was awful, with my hysterically trying to get ahold of my mom, and keep hold of Matthew who wanted to explore this house we were in, and I was afraid he was going to break something (breakable things everywhere) and then we'd both be arrested. Ugh. I woke up all panicked and freaked out, and still kind of feel that way.
I'm also still really sleepy -- having a hard time waking up, period -- and can't decide if I should go downstairs and load the dishwasher, or if I just want to crawl back into bed and sleep (hopefully withOUT awful dreams!) for a little while longer. Three guesses which way I'm leaning; the first two don't count.
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