The other night I dreamed about my brother. I don’t remember the actual dream. All I know is that the dream was about my brother and that I woke up feeling very stressed out and upset. I’m sure it’s because he’s been on my mind so much for the last month or so. He was very charming but could be verbally abusive at times, and physically when we were younger. But he was a really nice guy at times.
Our daughter came over early this morning. Her and her boyfriend had been walking around town all night and wanted to crash at our place for a couple of hours. My husband said, “No way!” They’ve stolen from us and treated us like dirt a lot of the time. So they went over to the neighbour’s, where my mother-in-law has been staying, and she let them in. They’ve gotten her cheque and are now staying at a motel, for how long I don’t know.
I’m probably heading out for a bike ride with my son shortly. Till next time,