I was in the cargo area of a big jet with Dr. Doofenshmirtz and Russell holding a blue tarp and about to do something heroic – I’m not sure what – when my son’s voice rattled me back to consciousness, out of bed and to his bedroom. He tapped the empty space beside him and I, given I was sleepwalking anyway, fell into place. My mind began to search for the portal to reenter my dream so I could find out if I succeeded in that heroic act, whatever it was. But re-entering dreams is never really possible. It was …read more

I’ve been having these bizarre recurring dreams about having to plan my wedding again — which MUST have something to do with having watched, for the billionth time, Charlotte get married in her $14,000 Vera Wang wedding dress on Sex and the City.
But I’ve been married for 22 years and I’ve never had this dream. Although, the fact that I was late to this nocturnal ceremony does reflect what actually happened in real life.
Maybe experts would say it has something to do with feelings of wanting start over — in order to …read more

I wanted to get to this post before it became time to take Trotter out for his walk. I tossed and turned all night, thinking about deadlines, ideas, commitments for both The Pet Set, Family and Blog Fabulous. (I TOATLLY forgot that this Sunday is Easter, that’s how busy I’ve been.)
It dawned on me that much of my worrying and sleeplessness resembled what my condition was like when I worked my “real” jobs in Corporatetown:

Obsessing over marketing strategies
Worrying about looming deadlines
Regrets about something I said to someone
Confusion about how to move forward
Feeling inadequate when sales or contacts slow down
Not eating …read more