Process sucks...
wiley sure knows how to make a point...I can't WAIT til this painting is done since that's the last evasive thing I want to do to this place...except for carpet...that will be later when Mia finally learns the house is not her personal toilet. (she's getting better...)
I had a very absurd dream last night. I know alot of my dreams is just a collage of crap that my brain witnessed the day before trying to weave it into some litte warped rewind story, but this was a bit different. I got the Will & Grace season 4 and pretty much had it on all day so not a whole lot happened, so not sure where this came from. I felt like I was talking to a therapist whom I'd never seen before, actually the face kept changing but the subject didn't. I sat there and just divulged all sorts of information about myself trying to make sense of it and end the end the therapist said...well, I'm still here. and I woke up crying. That's never happened before. Not sure if that could be considered a religious experience but I never felt that enlightened in church. so anyway....weird things happen i guess. or could just be the 'ol pms emotional train heading my way.