I've Lost It...

So, last week I had a dream that can only be called a nightmare. I have published previously about dreams of mine, and I am definitely one who believes that dreams are significant and meaningful and yada yada, but this one was downright ridiculous.

Homecoming week was last week at JHS. We lost the game, but had a great showing of school spirit in the meantime. I love it as a teacher, but the nighttime activities mean that I fall a bit behind in other ways. I started laundry on Monday night but did not get much done. On Tuesday I started another load but was stressed out because I had not folded the previous load.

SO...

on Wednesday night, I dreamed that I brought my laundry basket to school. In my mind I could fold laundry during the down times. Instead, I left my classroom for a moment, only to return to see my panties (yep, underwear, people) flying across the room. Some sophomore boy thought it would be funny. So clothes were flying and I was angry but somehow could not get my classroom under control. Now, these clothes, in dream form, were clean, but it does mean that this situation improved in any way. It was AWKWARD.

After school the next day I finished my laundry just so I could get it off my mind.