dreamcatcher?

Called off sick today when I woke with a nasty headache. Not the best time to be calling off, as I think that only left one person there to handle the incoming orders, but I would have been useless to her, so it seemed prudent. Anyway. Slept the morning away and am better. Still have a bit of headache hangover, but nothing major.

But just realized that I'd gone someplace in my dreams I hadn't been in ages. It's this extremely odd collection of rooms at the top of a house. All odd angles and sloping roofs and weird bric-a-brac. And somehow in the dreams I'm not supposed to be there. But I sneak in because the rooms are bizarre but WONDERFUL... I always wander around in them with the longing to move in and renovate them into the perfect living space. I wander around trying to figure out where is the best nook for the bed ... the octagon shaped niche with the sloped ceiling and the red and black linoleum ... or the other light-filled room with the enormous long skinny room next to it that could be an awesome closet.

It's like it's the top of one of those Queen Anne houses with the turret in the corner. In Wonderland...

I wonder why I'm not supposed to be there. There's always a sense of being caught.

I've been in the place in my dreams many times. I wonder why today was the day for another visit.

And I'm sad I can't be there in real life. It would be an awesome space when I got done with it!

Ah dreams...