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March 4, 2008
last night I dreamt
I woke this morning with a pair of pants draped across me. Really, no harm was done, but it was a bit uncomfortable to slowly realize that I had been snuggling with a bit of denim.
There was also the weird dream where I apparently shared a kitchen with a co worker and a former roommate whom I really do/did not like. They had recently returned from separate trips to the grocery store and were comparing purchased ingredients for a recipe. One had bought the needed items to make the thing from scratch while the other bought a kit of some sort.
Their other purchases were scattered across the counter as well. I was apparently slightly annoyed because I could not get to the sink to rinse out a coffee mug. I tried to assist and put the cereal in the cupboard, but the cupboard was already full of boxes of cereal. The only available space was in the area with the dishes, but that wouldn't do, cereal should not be mixed in with the dishes. At that point I gave up and woke from the dream covered in pants.
Really I am not that anal about tidiness. Sure, I believe that if one uses an item that they should return it to it's proper spot. And true, I don't appreciate dirty dishes left out on the counter, but I'm not all OCD about it.
Having said that, why was I so stressed when I woke. I mean, I am not the tidiest person myself. My bed is covered with a weeks worth of clean laundry for heavens sake.
Maybe I am a bit of a clean nazi. Or maybe I am just exaggerating. Who knows. :)
Posted at 1:30 PM
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