So first things first, I weighed myself this morning after day 1 of the diet. 4 lbs gone! Woosh! Crazy! I don't feel any different but wow! Today was easier with the hunger and Dr Google says it'll be no thang by day 3-6. Here's hoping!
Something you should know about me is that I dream in technicolor and surround sound on a 3d imax screen. My dreams are INSANE and vivid. But the dream I had last night went beyond typical for me.
So in the dream there was this blonde male fugitive. He was on the run from the government for a crime he didn't commit and was completely innocent. Hubs and I KNEW we HAD to protect him because we were totally compelled by it being the right thing to do. We dropped off the kids at my in laws and went on the run with the fugitive.
The first place we stayed was an old hunting cabin in the middle of the woods. We were hiding out there and I tried to get water to drink but the water from the tap was rusty. And I kept running it but the rust wouldn't go away. So we decided to walk/drive/teleport (not sure of this one....) to a grocery store that was like Super Walmart style. We were in the parking lot and this guy in a club wagon (like the 15 seater van) noticed the fugitive and said "Hey get in, I'll drive you out of here so we can stay on the run." We didn't trust him, but we felt like we had to go with him because otherwise he'd turn in the fugitive for the one million dollar bounty.
We drove for a while and ended up in some tiny hillbilly town in Appalachia PA. We told the driver to go to the ghetto hotel and we'd stay there for the night. (my brain has a "stock image" hotel parking lot that is kind of winding and makes no sense at all. This was the same stock image) We went there and Hubs checked in using his credit card. Meanwhile I was looking at the gift shop and seeing toys and feeling sad that I might never see the kids again but completely at peace that I was doing the right thing.
After hubs paid with a credit card, the driver went off to get some food. Then Hubs, me, and the fugitive ran across town to the other hotel (thankfully a nice one because you KNOW I'm not staying in no dumpy hotel). Hubby paid in cash with a false ID at that one because we were going to throw the fbi off the trail by using the credit card at the first hotel. So we'd ditched the driver. Then I pulled hair dye out of my purse and we dyed the fugitive's hair brown and made him wear a surgical face mask with the excuse that "his immune system is compromised" so he wouldn't get recognized.
After that, I woke up. So that dream was like a whole movie! I don't know what the ending was. I hope dream me got back with the kids and that the fugitive got pardoned!
Something you should know about me is that I dream in technicolor and surround sound on a 3d imax screen. My dreams are INSANE and vivid. But the dream I had last night went beyond typical for me.
So in the dream there was this blonde male fugitive. He was on the run from the government for a crime he didn't commit and was completely innocent. Hubs and I KNEW we HAD to protect him because we were totally compelled by it being the right thing to do. We dropped off the kids at my in laws and went on the run with the fugitive.
The first place we stayed was an old hunting cabin in the middle of the woods. We were hiding out there and I tried to get water to drink but the water from the tap was rusty. And I kept running it but the rust wouldn't go away. So we decided to walk/drive/teleport (not sure of this one....) to a grocery store that was like Super Walmart style. We were in the parking lot and this guy in a club wagon (like the 15 seater van) noticed the fugitive and said "Hey get in, I'll drive you out of here so we can stay on the run." We didn't trust him, but we felt like we had to go with him because otherwise he'd turn in the fugitive for the one million dollar bounty.
We drove for a while and ended up in some tiny hillbilly town in Appalachia PA. We told the driver to go to the ghetto hotel and we'd stay there for the night. (my brain has a "stock image" hotel parking lot that is kind of winding and makes no sense at all. This was the same stock image) We went there and Hubs checked in using his credit card. Meanwhile I was looking at the gift shop and seeing toys and feeling sad that I might never see the kids again but completely at peace that I was doing the right thing.
After hubs paid with a credit card, the driver went off to get some food. Then Hubs, me, and the fugitive ran across town to the other hotel (thankfully a nice one because you KNOW I'm not staying in no dumpy hotel). Hubby paid in cash with a false ID at that one because we were going to throw the fbi off the trail by using the credit card at the first hotel. So we'd ditched the driver. Then I pulled hair dye out of my purse and we dyed the fugitive's hair brown and made him wear a surgical face mask with the excuse that "his immune system is compromised" so he wouldn't get recognized.
After that, I woke up. So that dream was like a whole movie! I don't know what the ending was. I hope dream me got back with the kids and that the fugitive got pardoned!
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