home for lunch.....

ok, so coming home for lunch is a bad idea.......for starts...i am sorely tempted to blow off the 1:30 pm meeting in danville that prompted me to come on home for a bite as it is on my way.......tempted because after my nice 2 hour nap yesterday my body thinks it needs a similar nap this afternoon.......oy......i am tired because i slept badly last night......what with my preferred pillows on the loveseat in plain view.....it was all i could do not to get up and switch them out.....as it was the supposedly floppy pillow has too much height.......i ended up throwing it to the floor at some point....making do with the pillowthatcameinabox and promised to remember my head.......i must have fallen asleep at that point....but did not awake refreshed at all.....curiously, i had 2 different dream sequences.....the first before i woke up and started fretting over the pillows involved a dairymart sort of place, and an argument with a guy who was filling his pepsi mega-cup with ice from the snocone machine.......as if i could care about that?!........and then post-pillow dreams focused on driving around in an unfamiliar neighborhood with a woman who was late for a dinner.....and when we got to the dinner she started having chest pains in the foyer.....and she turned and asked me if i could call her son to go and bring over her infant twin grandsons that she hadn't yet seen, just in case she didn't make it through her heart attack.......and then she calmly walked down the stairs to the dinner table and had a seat.......that was a curious detail in the dream.....the house must have been some sort of split level, as dinner was set up down the steps rather than up the steps......go figure.........and the business of twins that haven't yet been seen......i have no idea where that comes from in my backbrain regions.......the sequence might make an interesting short story if cobbled together by a clever author........speaking of writers and writing.......the quote of the day on my personalized google desktop was "I have lost friends, some by death... others through sheer inability to cross the street." - Virginia Woolf.....i like the way she thinks.............