2 Dreams and a Broken Toe

Yesterday, before all the festivities I absolutely HAD to take a nap! In that short amount of time I had 2 bad dreams.

 The first one:

 I sent Ashley out to sell candy.  When she came back all happy about how much she sold she mentioned that she charged $3.  In which this sick feeling came all over me.  It was supposed to be $4 and she forgot. I came to a huge realization that I had to pay the extra $1 for each candy that she sold.

The second one:

I had to pee REALLY bad. I proceeded to go to the bathroom, which happened to be a toilet in the middle of the Living Room.  When I started to pee I heard voices in the other room.  That's when I realized my Dad brought home company and it was any minute that they were going to come around the corner and see me peeing.  And I just kept peeing and peeing and peeing and it seemed like it would never end. Thankfully I didn't get caught. :)

What does all this mean?  Probably the 2 dreams were just putting pictures to my stress.  I've been keeping the house clean.  {{{Trying}}} really hard to keep it clean.  And I broke my toe Thursday night.  For two days I didn't do much and it seems as though the house went to pot.  I knew my friend, Doris was coming over and she has been reading my blog and knew that I was keeping my house clean.  I felt a lot of pressure to get it under control again and the time was ticking down.  That and the fact that I broke my toe has caused a lot of stress.  I can't do anything easily.  You never know how much you use something until you hurt it.

I don't think I mentioned here how I did it.  It was Thursday night and I walked into the Family Room and accidentally kicked a doll bed in the middle of the floor. OUCH!  Even though it wasn't Ashley's fault she felt terribly guilty.  I could barely walk and wondered if I had broke it.  I suspected that I might have. This is very interesting information. Most times a sprain will bruise up and look like it is the worst thing that has ever happened to you.  A few months ago Greg sprained his toe and it was horrendous looking, but it healed in a few days.  And many times a break doesn't look very bad at all.  That would be the case with my toe.  You can barely tell I did anything to it.  Anyway, I had a chiropractor appointment the next day and he took a look at it.  He didn't take x-rays but he could tell by feeling it that it was broken and he wrapped it up (taped it to the toe next to it.)

I can get around better today.  It still hurts.  It is still hard to go up the stairs.  And today I accidentally kicked my friend's foot under the table.  She didn't even feel it, but it sure hurt me.  I feel like a baby and I over explain, hence this blog post. I mean it SHOULD look terrible or something and it doesn't.  Makes me feel like I look like a liar.

I feel like I could ramble and ramble on!  I so wish I could sleep well on the couch!  It is so comfortable. Some days it gets so late that all I want to do is lay down on it and fall asleep.  But I usually am awakened abruptly by not breathing. OK 4 blog posts in a day is probably more than you ever wanted to read.  So I'll say goodnight for now.