October 27th, 2010
Stress affects my sleep. That’s about it. When I get stressed I notice it because I’m tired and my shoulders are stiff and, mainly because my jaw is killing me. Why? Because I clench my jaw and grind my teeth when I am under stress. I also have restless nights and really weird dreams.
Under normal stressful situations I dream about my teeth falling out…which fits with the whole clenching/grinding issue. But apparently the stress of house hunting is not normal so my dreams have been taken to the next level.
Dream #1 Dave and I were living in a modern day Nazi Germany and were sentenced to the gas chamber. It was really sad to see all of the families and young children preparing to die. I think I woke up crying.
Dream #2 I was a princess in a castle and the enemies were storming the castle to capture and kill me. I had to dress in peasant’s clothing and run into hiding. However, I had to leave my smartphone behind because the GPS in it would allow them to easily track me.
Dream #3 Dave and I saw the PERFECT house online and decided to buy it without even visiting it. So as we were cleaning it up when we first moved in, I noticed a foul stench coming from the bathtub, plus the water was running. I made Dave check it out and he found a laundry basket with a decapitated head in it. Of course it turned out that our new neighbor was a serial killer and now he was after us because we were “on to him”.
Obviously, I want this house hunt to be over soon. I wake up every morning at 3 am and again at 5 am and then when my alarm goes off. And I wake up scared…which means that I wake Dave up, too…because I’m a big baby. We both are missing very valuable sleep.
So, in an effort to quickly return to normal sleeping habits, we placed an offer on THE HOUSE. We just love it. There’s other interest in it too, so we wanted to act quickly. We are praying that everything goes smoothly (and no more nightmares), but mainly that God’s Will is done…and it always is. Sometimes we just don’t figure it out until too late. So please say some prayers, cross some fingers, and if you know the other people who are interested in it, tell them that it’s infested with termites.
What’s the weirdest dream you have ever had?!
P.S. I’m currently drinking mint tea!