Well, I had ample evidence of both, TYVM. I woke up in the middle of a dream when I heard SuM leaving the house, but then sank right back into the same dream. It was about G. with whom I haven't had any contact since 2011 (after my surgery). Even though I've rarely thought about him in the intervening years, I do still miss our encounters. So this dream was unusual in many ways. It seems I was still living in the west end and we'd attended some function or other, but nothing that required dressing up. In fact, I felt rather dowdy (wearing my old, falling apart jumper under my capelet). For some reason, we were driving back to his place (and my residence of 33 years) but he refused to take a direct route of merely crossing the street to drive into the circular driveway. He had some weird excuse of having to drive in a particular pattern.
When we got off at our floor, we didn't go to his corner suite, but instead entered what used to be my unit, two doors down. Most of the walls had been removed and the place had a very casual but upscale, fluid feel to it. What I wasn't expecting was for there to be several other people there, all but one glamorous women wearing long gowns and lounging about on the luxe furniture. The only other man was in his 30s-40s, with black spiky hair, wearing black tuxedo trousers and an Elvis-style bright blue sequinned dinner jacket!!!!! As I was already feeling intimidated by all the fancy-dancy women (who were talking about stuff I couldn't relate to), I started talking to the man and didn't feel nervous (though, at the back of my mind, I still wondered WHY G. had driven me back to his place to be a fish out of water). Things got fuzzy then because I woke up for realz around 9 (before the alarm) and spent a few minutes trying to fix the details in my conscious mind. I don't need an analyst to interpret some of the themes, but I'd still rather not be confronted by harsh reality. Sigh.
At least I had waiting-for-food and cat-petting and cat-herding (two different cats, natch) to occupy the remainder of my morning. From something SuM voiced yesterday, I think she's really worried about how she'll react when Diva goes ('cuz she and Grumpy aren't young'uns any more). So I'm glad I'm around to give them all lots of extra love and pets.
Made good use of my free time in the afternoon to rewatch Murdoch Mysteries, this time sitting about a foot away from the screen. Oh - so that's what I missed yesterday. Like ... a lot. For a change, I also watched the two N.C.I.S. shows back-to-back in the evening, even though they tired me out. In between the shows, I placed my grocery order. Even if I've cut back drastically on my style elements, I did order some small ornamental gourds for the fall season. Yes, I'll grimace and bear it! But I think the bag of miniature chocolate bars will help (and I can store them in my cookie tins).
With TO expecting to be struck tomorrow by the remnants of Patricia, I hope everything is battened down on the back deck - 'cuz I certainly am no seasoned deckhand to go and try to secure stuff while it's blowing and raining. ::crosses fingers:: Anyway, as I now have 16 portions of soup in the freezer, would anyone like to come over for a bowl or three?