The Calm before the Storm Redux

I slept lousy on Thursday night. I'm not sure why, but after years of not dreaming (or at least not remembering any dreams) I have started back up. And not like normal dreams, either. For example, Thursday's night's dreams included a huge black bull trying to crush me again the wooden pen it was in, a dragon with spiked horns coming out of his head and face wanting me to pet him and being back on Palms Road with Lu's sister Linda living with us while she tried to overcome serious psychological problems and screaming at me anytime I moved anything (that never happened, BTW).

And the weird part is when I am talking in the dream; I am also talking in reality, often waking myself up with my voice.

I dunno...

Anyway, it was cold on Friday, but also very sunny. So, it was hard to believe there is a big snow storm bearing down on Southeast Michigan.

At home after "Banging on the Drum" I changed clothes and treated cats. Then I got hot water and some Top Job and washed down the stove (I had splattered some grease making the fish and chips). It was hard to stop once I got started (hey, the water was hot and I was in the groove) and I ended up washing the whole counter and backsplash.

When it dried, I put everything back and got out my square tablecloth. Then I emptied everything from under the sink and put it on the table. The Water Department is sending over a guy on Saturday morning. There's something wrong with my water meter again and he needs to check it out.

About that time, my daughter Melissa called and we chatted a bit. She's also making fish, but in tinfoil pouches on the grille (lucky lady to live where it's warm enough to be grilling).

It was time for dinner, but I didn't feel like making anything, so I ate some leftovers (I cut the steak into thin strips that I salted, some cheddar cheese and crackers).

I watched a little TV, but went to bed just after 9:00 PM.