I have been having some ultra-crazy-weird dreams lately. And they are really starting to freak me out. Two have involved my home getting burglarized. And two have involved me kicking some major a$$. Yes, I know, if I'm kicking a$$ it must be a dream.
* Dream 1 - I was at home at night and there was a raucous. (Not sure where Lee was.) So, I come out into the living room and there are like 5 teenagers robbing my stuff. They saw me and I was like "Heeeeey, take whatever, just don't hurt me." But, then, they started taking my tv and I was like "NO, do not take the tv." I mean, come on. I love that thing. So, at that point, I ran back to my room and barricaded myself in and started calling the cops. Take my stuff, fine. Take my tv, we've got problems.
* Dream 2 - This was about 3 days after dream 1. In this dream, I am awakened again to a burglar in my house. This time it is just one dude. I'm calling for Lee to get the shotgun (yeah we have a shotgun, we live in Indiana). He comes out of bed all groggy. At this point the burglar runs, but I catch him in the laundry room (no longer the laid-back victim I was in dream 1). I have him by the arm (this guy must be a wuss), and I'm yelling for Lee to get the shotgun. Lee was like "No, just let him go." I was pissed, so I took the guys arm and broke his wrist on the corner of the washer. I'm getting sick of being burglarized in my dreams! And I am now bada$$.
* Dream 3 - Last night I had another dream. I don't remember much detail of this one, but all I remember is using a stick to beat this guy and then running away from him.
On one hand, these are bad dreams, so I wish they would stop. But, on the other hand, I am practically an action hero in them, which is pretty cool. I'm like a female Jack Bauer!