I had 2 dreams. My first dream was about being at work. I remember that I had to help my manager with straightening out his tickets. *could be a sign that I might become a server soon..maybe* and that the day was so frustrating and confusing for all the servers …that people were quitting left and right because the customers were not getting the right tickets and that the table numbers were all switched around.
then I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock. I literally had to take a few minutes to gather my mind together to find out if i was suppose to be at work early today and what day it was. crazy…
dream #2:
After I gathered myself together…I watched a little bit of tv. but got bored as heck because nothing was on tv. why? because all the kiddies are back in school..they figured,” hey..lets put some boring stuff on tv..so that way kids don’t want to stay home..just go straight to school.” haha…j/k
right before I went to sleep…i put on my eye gel mask and found my comfy spot. and was knocked out. i was asleep with my eye gel mask on. room door is locked..it’s quiet….my boyfriends’ dad is outside fixing his truck..so i’m pretty much the only one in the house…I dreamed about being at work again..but dreamed that I had to run all the food and drinks cuz food runners were quitting cuz the customers were chewing everyone out..managers servers food runners..gm…u name it…even themselves…well against one another…
anyways..when i woke up i found that my white blanket was folded neatly at the edge of the bed..with my eye gel mask on top. I woke up confused as shit. Now that i think about it..the only person who folds the blanket like that..is my grandpa..but it’s not him…because he passed away. my mom sometimes gets the same thing..but we don’t live in the same house anymore b/c i got kicked out a few years ago..but when i was living there…she would tell me some things..and..with the descriptions of what she remembered that happened… always matched to what grandpa did when he was alive. but my brother sister and i… we are closer to our dad’s parents… grandma and grandpa..we aren’t close to my mom’s side…growing up it was my dad’s parents who always helped watch us kids…i’m beginning to wonder….did my grandpa come to visit me? if so…. 
how come he didn’t leave me instructions on how to make this lil box out of paper…it was kewl. we used to make it alot b4 dinner time. because he’s not around anymore..only in heaven….i forgot how to make em. lately i’ve been trying to figure out how..but it’s hard….and so i would think about him…*sighs* i wonder if grandpa came to visit me… >=( did he even give me a hug while i was sleep…i hope so… i miss him a lot.
