Nightmare before Breakfast

Woke up this morning in a state of panic until I realized it was just a dream.
It was show day, the doors were opening, the crowds came rushing in 
and I had nothing prepared, not even a table to stand behind. There I was. 
Just me standing, paralyzed as a wave of collectors descended upon me.
Not sure what to contribute to my unrest - the multitude of looming deadlines 
before me, the passing of another calendar month, the small piece of 
cake I consumed after dinner. It may very well have been this
haunting, little ghostly character that I finished up late in the evening. 
All I know is that I feel a bit like Ebenezer, awakening with renewed 
hope and determination to sieze the day. 


David Everett said...

Believe me, Melissa - I've had that dream MANY times before! Hang in there and take a deep breath. You'll make it :)

Shari Replogle said...

Melissa ,I have had this dream SO many times, as well as one where I am all of the sudden teaching a workshop in 5 minutes,and all of my supplies have to be ordered online, an haven't!
The only saving grace to these.....
I am fully dressed :))