If Only You Could See All That Has Passed Before My Eyes

I am utterly thankful that this week has reached its end. Tomorrow shall be filled with sleeping in, running a couple minor errands, doing laundry, and playing on the PS3. Sunday will be a fun filled day (especially the second half when K is here!!! I seriously cannot express how happy I am that you are back in Oregon [I know you're reading this]) of my weekly ritual sacrifice of the Sunday paper (I am an avid coupon clipper) and going to Keira's birthday party. 

This past week seems like it has been a month. All the craziness... I hope everything settles.

Last night I had the weirdest dream, but first some background so that the dream (in a way) will make sense. A husband and wife own the company I work for; the wife works from their house in South Salem and the husband typically comes and goes at the office; running errands, getting supplies, going to court, and what not. As I said, she works from the house and we rarely, if ever, see her at the office (when she does decide to grace us with her presence it is shear terror as to why she felt the need to come in...). Her husband comes and goes, but on the average day brings the mail from the post office around 10ish. If he is there before then it is typically because he has court early, he is delivering statements, or something is wrong. Well, yesterday morning shortly after Renee and I get there he shows up and says that we need to get off the system and starts telling me how this report didn't run and they think something is wrong with the server and omg the world is going to implode and we are all going to burn in the sun... Okay not so much, but you get my point. Turns out the report didn't print because he was pulling the wrong report and was not following the directions posted on the WALL ABOVE HIS DESK!!!... Needless to say I was a little miffed but laughed it off. He's old and technology scares the bejebus out of him. Another reason we don't like to see him that early is because then he is like captain bringdown and a major negative nancy, and he stalks up and down the hallways like a prison guard... Our office is only so big so I guess it's more like pacing... I digress... So now you have some background on why the following was so odd....

~*~*~*~*~Fade to Dream Sequence with cheesy music and ripple fade out~*~*~*~*~

I was standing on the "porch" at the office with the girls smoking before we got to work. We turned as we heard footsteps on the sidewalk to see the boss-dude walking up to the door. We let out a quick collective groan as it was barely 8:30 and way too early for him to be there. He walks up carrying an egg salad sandwich in a plastic baggie and something else in a gallon size plastic baggie (maybe veggies or something), and I knew this was a bad sign that he intended on staying at the office ALL DAY LONG... After he walked into the office we all looked at each other and almost all at once asked if the others knew why the hell he was there so early.

~*~*~*~*~Fade back to Reality~*~*~*~*~

And that was it... Now after reading the background some of it may not seem so weird, and this next bit is probably going to make no sense at all; the reason I KNEW it was a dream was because he had the egg salad sandwich... Bizarre yet utterly true... *Rolls eyes and shakes head at self*....

It's 10pm do you know where you're Katamari is?