Dreams

I wish I had my own personal dream interpreter, this person would make oodles off me! I dream almost everynight. I do wonder though how much REM I actually get. I can sleep 12 hours at night and wake up exhausted. That can't be normal. Sometimes these dreams are so real, I have no idea that I am actually sleeping. My husband says I have whole conversations with myself. YIKES. note to self: that creeps me out!! Have I mentioned I am NOT a morning person? If I could wake up about 3 in the afternoon all would be good in this world. I use to like out in the country growing up, and the bus would come at 7 am, and our driveway was almost a mile long (yes I did have to walk that far) So I had to be up at oh 5 am or so. When I was a senior in High School my bedtime was 8 pm. I never thought that strange until after I left home, then it became instantly an irritant for me. 18 years old and in bed by 8 am. So even then I hated getting up. Partly too in the middle of winter it was fricken freezen and my stepdad would put wood in at 10 well by 5am it was burnt out and that was COLD. I don't like cold, my mother always said I was a foreign species or something, I live in Minnesota all my life and absolutely DETEST the cold. I always say the stork dropped me in the wrong state. I am not a coffee drinker (I think it tastes like ca-ca) maybe that is why I would rather stay in bed, who knows when someone figures it out let me know!
I am sitting here and I hear this noise: I have bats in my belfry!! I have called our landlord about this (we rent from our church). This guy knew this house is unliveable and yet they rented it out, nice church huh? We are members, ouch!!
My husband and I are stupid that way, we think people are like us and honest and try to do good, because then good things happen and all that jazz. Well NOT LIKELY!! If you know anything about bats if they are in your walls you are in trouble!! Their guano has some bad vapors in it and all that. Not the fact that they are loud and it is a lil freaky listening to them slither up the wall by your head, in the middle of the night. This house smells too, a mixture between mold and piss. We couldn't smell all this goodness until spring (we moved in here in January) all these little tid bits. Steve and I are hopefully moving in January (when taxes come). WOOOOOHOOOOOOO that would be awesome! This is a cute lil house but nasty, nasty, nasty inside!! Gotta get ready for school! Have a great day people!!