Thursday, March 24, 2011
My dreams are getting creepy...I mean SUGARY!
Yes, I was dreaming of binging on sweet stuff. You know things are serious when your dreams are impacted, right? Well, in this particular dream I was gnoshing on treat after treat and the person who told me to stop was my 85-year-old Grandmother. At least I think it was her. In my dream she was African-American instead of Caucasian, but I'm still pretty sure it was her. Grandma Smith started screaming at me to stop and told me I had to get back on track and that I needed to sign a contract with everyone I've told about my new eating plan to show I was committed to following through with it. Funny thing is, I haven't talked to my Grandma since New Year's. (I know, I'm a bad granddaughter.) And, I don't think she would ever be the one telling me to sign a contract. But, that didn't seem to matter in dreamland. I got indignant with her. "It's none of your business, Grandma. And, I don't need to sign a contract...this is between me and God!" Yeah, I told her.
When I woke up it took a few moments to realize it had all actually been a dream. I hadn't gone rogue with my eating. My grandmother is still safe in Decatur with my Aunt Debbie (and still Caucasian last time I checked). And, I wasn't really telling her to get her nose out of my beeswax, so to speak. But, it had felt so real. I felt guilty for "cheating" and for being disrespectful to Grandma Smith. Shew, I'm so glad it didn't happen in the real world.
What do you think? More signs of sugar withdrawal? Or, is it that I'm taking this so seriously even my dreams are getting in on the action? I'll probably never know. But, at least I got a kick out of it. That is, once I realized it truly had all been just a dream. Hopefully tonight I'll dream of being on a tropical vacation. And, it will seem as real as last night's dream!