I hesitate to share my dream with all the psych folks out there.

Though I am too busy and frazzled to write, or call, all my LJ friends are showin' up in my dreams. Last night it was mimazu and thistles; I was up in their neighborhood and thistles took me out to her large and hilly backyard (!) where we looked at all the farm animals. She fed the goat and explained that after I had the baby, I'd probably want some livestock too. I asked her where the cow was, and she said they'd eaten it for food (that was the exact phrase. "Eaten it for food.") several months ago. mimazu wanted to know if there was a llama. I'm sorry, sweetie, I don't rememeber the answer.

In real life: work is encroaching on all my waking hours this weekend. By next Friday, it will all be better. Count with me, folks! Six more days!

Weren't we counting rows on the knitting project instead? Well, the magic number is two rows, but we've hit a little snag. More on that later.