February 8th

I had a crazy dream about the house where I grew up..
someone had busted in the front door..
I dream about that house a lot.. I'm a stalker..
in my dream the mother had also died of cancer and dad is just raising these kiddos alone.
in actuality, the kiddos are all grown now.. they bought the house 24 years ago..
I last saw them in 2012 (?) and the youngest was about 11 or 12.. so they're already mostly "raised". 

I crawled out of bed around 9.. coulda kept sleeping.. didn't want to lose the day. found some good warm clothes because I can never seem to dress right anymore. I need to do laundry for work, but he's teaching right now.

ate my cheese croissant danish.. then checked the chickens for eggs - there were none. but I saw that their water was still frozen, and that they killed a baby mouse :'(
I came back inside and grabbed 3 red vines while boiling water. also grabbed the cauliflower crumbs for them.

watched 4 "House" episodes.. from season 1. 

ate some more leftover rigatoni. 

then Toy Soldiers 1991
then Preacher's Wife 1996

more cauliflower-tatos for dinner..
forgot to do laundry today.. was waiting for his classes to end.. 
and forgot my sleepy pills almost an hour late..
ugh...