Yesterday - was a baaaaaad afternoon. Hubby had to go to soccer to play a practice match.Said he'd be home by 3pm....was NOT! My children who have been sick were monsters in toddler disguise....only the baby was good because he's still unwell. I decided when hubby wasn't home when he said he would be - to move the pantry cupboard....which obviously entails removing everything in it and on it. Turned my vacuum cleaner on to suck up some arrowroot, flour and oregano spills - turned it off - manhandled the cupboard (no easy task) to where it was to go while telling naughty toddlers off and turned the vacuum on again to vacuum where the cupboard had been. CLatter noise - then an awful smell. NOT happy person. After putting everything away - I then stomped round the house in tears looking for the receipt again to take it back to the shop today when they open. And yes - I ranted and raved in my head. I was working up to sending an angry email to the president of the soccer club about the club committee's lack of movement and ability to do anything. etc etc. and in the middle of all this - I yelled at myself in my head " you only took this baby on for yourself. YOu didn't just do it for the baby - you did it for yourself....to make you feel better". WHich stopped me in my tracks briefly. THen I continued on - well what has God done for me regarding my husband? He may have a pt job - he may be undergoing counselling - but it's not HELPING me! I have prayed, begged, pleaded and asked for God to set hubby right and get him to realise what I do here and to be like other husbands and just help me ( I even mowed the back lawn yesterday morning because he said he'd do it - but had to go to soccer so couldn't).
Anyway - I then stomped off downstairs and slept for 4 hours once hubby got home.....came back upstairs - kids are in bed - did some scrapbooking and went to bed again. Wasn't until then - that I started to dream.
I will also add - looks like we've a rabbut burrown in our back yard - only been dug in the last month I'd say coz it wasn't there when I chopped the cottoni ester trees down.
SO my dream........I was digging in the garden where our tomato plant is ( only one has survived) - I"ve decided to get weeding and see if I can get all the garbage out and make it good again for planting. I was digging away - and I see a bag - calico I guess - and it's firmly wedged under the concrete foundation of this part of the house....which in reality - my father in law built or had built.
Me being a sticky bicky - dug down and under the bag and pulled it out. I Was trying to look in it - but was being harrassed by my toddlers. I remember I Was squinting my eyes to see what was in it and I felt on the verge of waking up the toddlers in my dream were annoying me so much. And as I felt my self waking later I kept reciting what was in the bag so I could remember.
THe only thing I really remember was some photograph negatives. THey were old.....I"m not sure if they were old enough NOT to be colour - but they weren't the little negatives you get wehn you develope a film - they were the size of a photograph - but a small photo - about the height of a cd case and half the width of a cd case (I figure that everyone knows what a cd case's size is
THe thing is - I didn't see the toddlers in the dream. And I can't say what they were doing either. I just figured as I was typing this - maybe they were demon's? Tugging and pulling and yelling etc....instead of children. I've been surrounded by naughty children ( except for when they had a temperature) for a week - or by demanding babies - so maybe I just thought they were kids. Dunno - they is sneaky creatures.
gtg
MM.