Let's Talk About Dreams...

...No, not the dreams you have about owning your own business, finishing college, or any other goals you may have.  I mean actual dreams that you have when you manage to get a good night's sleep.  Last night, I had a WONDERFUL night's sleep.  Really not sure when I had one before that. Anyway, in the midst of the sleep, I had a dream that I joined the Navy.  Yes, the Navy.  Now for those of you that know me, you know that me joining the Navy is absolutely ludicrous for several reasons.

First, I'm prone to be somewhat on the messy side---I would not bode well trying to keep my bunk nice and neat. I would constantly be doing push-ups, put on KP, or whatever it is they do to those who don't comply correctly.

Furthermore, I'm a bit of a free spirit---I don't necessarily like to be told what to do, when to do it, and how to do it.  Extreme structure is not my friend.  I like to have an inspiration, drop what I'm doing, and either sketch it or immediately create it.

Additionally, I've never been on an extended journey on a ship.  The closest I got were two 3-4 hour ferry ride (a rather large ferry with restaurants and shops, I might add) from England to Ireland (the Republic, not Northern) and Ireland to Scotland. I took Dramamine before embarking upon the first journey and did not react well to it.  I was out like a light before I could even get on the ferry!  I was so sleepy I don't really remember much.  The next journey I decided to forego the Dramamine...not really a better idea.  Each time I tried to go inside the ferry, I experienced waves of nausea.  I had to sit outside in the cold mist on a bench at the back of the ferry to keep the nausea at bay. As long as I could see the horizon, I was okay. Now, I know the Navy ships are much larger, and probably more smooth at sailing, but I really wouldn't want to take the chance.

Lastly, I'm a bit too old!!

Both my husband and my mom were there as I was enlisting...neither tried to stop me (hmmmm...I wonder THAT was about?:-).  The reason I joined was because I thought we needed the money since I was no longer teaching.  When I finally came to my senses, and decided I was not ready to join the Navy, I asked my mom whether or not I could get out of my contract and she said, "No." Talk about a kick in the stomach!  I remember thinking, "What have I done!"

Then I awakened...

Needless to say, it was a weird dream; however, I believe there is a lesson to be learned from it. That lesson, and one I seem to be continually trying to learn, is to "Let go, and let God!"  He should be the captain of my ship, not me.  (I'll save the husband/mom not stopping me part to decipher another day!)

Now I want to hear about your weird dreams and any lessons you may have learned...remember, anyone can post on here.  You do not have to be a follower; however, all comments are subject to moderation...

Sweet Dreams,

LaLa
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