Monday, October 24, 2016
The Dream
9:46 PM
Well, last night, I had a recurring dream. This dream and I go way back. It's one that I used to have when I was still working as a wedding floral designer. It's a dream that always makes me wake up in a cold sweat.
Here's how it goes......I'm working on the floral arrangements for a wedding. I'm watching the time. I'm making a mental checklist of all of the things I have left to do. I'm working as quickly as I can.....which is never very fast in dreams. The clock's minute hand is spinning around like the second hand as I work in a panic. All of a sudden, I hear people behind me coming into the church..........and then the music starts playing. Oh, my word! I'm not done and guests are starting to arrive. I've got so much to do! So, I do what any respected florist would do in this situation.......I find the bride and ask for 15 more minutes. It's amazing how flexible brides can be in dreams. She consents. I work at the front of the church as the piano and strings play "Clair de Lune" and the guests file in, checking their watches. The floor is littered with flower stems. I haven't put out the candles yet. I still have one big floral arrangement left to do. And the bride cracks open the door to tell me my 15 minutes is up.
I wake up with my heart beating like a drum.
I hate that dream. Even though there are always variations in the specifics, the scenario is the same. Every. Single. Time.
The timing of this nightmare is very predictable. It always surfaces when I'm feeling like a have a whole lot to do and maybe feeling a little squeezed in the face of it all. Last night's showing was no exception. It's time for the Christmas open houses again and, until November 13, my co-workers and I will be in the throws of preparing for and hosting three open houses and, while it's a lot of fun to work on it together as a team, it's also pretty darn tiring.
That being said, I'm going to disappear until around the 14th. You'll know where I'll be......the front of the church with the organ playing; trying to get the floral arrangements done while the guests are breathing down my neck and the bride is pointing at her watch.........so to speak.
Hope the next 20 days or so are good for you!
I'll be back!
Here's how it goes......I'm working on the floral arrangements for a wedding. I'm watching the time. I'm making a mental checklist of all of the things I have left to do. I'm working as quickly as I can.....which is never very fast in dreams. The clock's minute hand is spinning around like the second hand as I work in a panic. All of a sudden, I hear people behind me coming into the church..........and then the music starts playing. Oh, my word! I'm not done and guests are starting to arrive. I've got so much to do! So, I do what any respected florist would do in this situation.......I find the bride and ask for 15 more minutes. It's amazing how flexible brides can be in dreams. She consents. I work at the front of the church as the piano and strings play "Clair de Lune" and the guests file in, checking their watches. The floor is littered with flower stems. I haven't put out the candles yet. I still have one big floral arrangement left to do. And the bride cracks open the door to tell me my 15 minutes is up.
I wake up with my heart beating like a drum.
I hate that dream. Even though there are always variations in the specifics, the scenario is the same. Every. Single. Time.
The timing of this nightmare is very predictable. It always surfaces when I'm feeling like a have a whole lot to do and maybe feeling a little squeezed in the face of it all. Last night's showing was no exception. It's time for the Christmas open houses again and, until November 13, my co-workers and I will be in the throws of preparing for and hosting three open houses and, while it's a lot of fun to work on it together as a team, it's also pretty darn tiring.
That being said, I'm going to disappear until around the 14th. You'll know where I'll be......the front of the church with the organ playing; trying to get the floral arrangements done while the guests are breathing down my neck and the bride is pointing at her watch.........so to speak.
Hope the next 20 days or so are good for you!
I'll be back!
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Good morning Joni, the stores will be a magical winter wonderland for the customers. Take care of yourself and munch on some Christmas candy for extra energy:).
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We will miss you - best wishes!
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