To sleep, perchance to dream.

Oh, I had lots of both. Going to sleep at 11:44 felt unnatural, but I slept all the way to 7:44. Really Wow. Even more fascinating was the dream. I was at the Dior counter buying lots and lots and lots of skin care products. The bill came to … FIVE THOUSAND DOLLARS!!!!! I know, you'd think all the serums were full of liquid gold. But I paid it without a second thought. [For the record, the most I've ever spent at one time on Dior is in the $300 range.] Then the clerk handed me the receipt AND - as a bonus - a preloaded credit card with $3,000 on it! Hey, I could go for a gift with purchase like that.

Possibly one of my funniest dreams ever.

Fumble fingers strikes again!

When you drop your Brita pitcher on the floor once, what do you do? Well, I put it back in an unstable place and it fell again. This time, the whole thing unravelled, with the pour spout cover even breaking off and the filter falling out. Sigh. Good thing I was going to put in a new filter on Saturday. And I think the spout cover can be snapped in again. So, that was the rest of my day.

After having brekkie, I returned to bed and fell asleep again. Had another dream. This time it was more nebulous, but I was an N.C.I.S. agent. Yes, yes, please laugh! You know I'm a good sport about it all.

What I wasn't a good sport about was my electronics defying me. I was trying to wrap up my editing for the church, but the doc kept fading out and resaving. And my iPad wouldn't do a reverse image of the PDF because Siri said it was already reversed. Sigh. But I finally sent off the little I could see. Sigh.

Watched my usual no-new-shows Wednesday programs. And I've been in pain since early evening. Obviously, I didn't plan my pills out properly - or else the pain is not following a logical schedule. Yes, LoL. And now my heater is making weird sounds. Growl. Considering that my vision has improved (squash on dark chocolate), I think I'm going to read for a bit and wait for the pills to kick in.