woke up with a GIANT CRICK in the neck. ooh how i love that. must but rice baggy goodness on it before my forced march to work, although it's already death hot in here and we possess no fans.
did my monthly full measurements today, which hath put me at a total of 24.5 lbs lost and a total of 36.75 inches since april. the measurement loss would have been more profound, but for some reason, i've gained inches in my shoulders and boobays. i blame furniture pulls for this. or maybe i'm bloated in my shoulders? ha. what a visual THAT is. arms thankfully FINALLY smaller, though. maybe i just measured wrong. i blame the crick.
feels like a day where i must consume as much caffeine as possible to function, dunno why.
dreams yesternight about moving, that i had wasted all of my time that i could have used for packing and stuff, and that i could do it if i rushed, but i had only an evening to pack up everything i owned that i hadn't gotten around to yet, AND completely clean the apartment. dreams like this worry me, especially if it turns out to be repetitive. for those of you that have been on my friends list for more than 3 years, you may remember that i had been having repetitive moving dreams where i had a VERY short time to go through everything that i owned, and that i could only take what i could carry with me. three to six months after they started/ended, i was suddenly faced with the decision that i would drop my 8 years of life in phoenix and move up here with mom and jess, and that i had only 2 weeks to go through 8 years of belongings, and that i could only take what i could fit into my jeep with me.
so, yeah. dreams like that worry me, though it seems to be only one dream so far, and the move in the dream hadn't been as profound as it had been before, i could take everything with me this time, i was just pressed for time and couldn't get help from others, people were badgering me constantly, and i had to pack everything into my old intrepid and make many trips.
one set of dreams that has been repetitively showing up lately is dreams regarding being in school. i think i've had maybe 3 of them this week alone. i think they started manifesting themselves after talking to hannah about possibly going back to school, though i still didn't know what i wanted to be when i grew up. last night's involved roaming around the school, i couldn't find my locker, and there were all these different wings filled with different things, like cafeterias and stores. i ended up being EXTREMELY late for a class because i couldn't find the damn locker section. finally, in a quiet hall where classroom doors were open, i screamed loudly "WHERE ARE THE LOCKERS?!?!?" everyone looked, and i felt a tad embarassed about my outburst, but i got the directions i needed.
weirdly only work 3 days next week: sunday, tuesday, and wednesday. partay.