Not a night goes by since bonking my head, that I don't have several vivid dreams. Usually one of them is a nightmare and the rest are just a big ol' crazy circus. I usually remember three to five of those dreams verbatim.

Is it any wonder I'm so tired?

Pipe in dreamy harp-like music, and enter RG's subconscious...

My ex-manager came to my house and told me that I was laid off. I told her that she had no authority to lay me off because A: she wasn't my manager anymore and B: she no longer worked for the company. It was then, that she told me that she really DID work for the company still and it was under wraps. She said that the department I'd left was told that they had to do budget cuts and she was retroactively laying me off.



She then took my company laptop and left my house.

In this dream/nightmare, it was a Sunday night and I didn't have my current manager's phone number, so I had to stew about it until the next morning. While stewing, I thought "hmmm.... I would get 8 months severance pay if I didn't fight this" (true story- I've worked for the company so long that I'd receive 8 months...).

But nooooooooooooooooooo..... I wanted to work. Who cares about an 8 month vacation? I was more worried about my reputation and how it would look to everyone in the company that I, the irreplaceable RG, was laid off.

I called my current manager the next day and just as she was about to tell me whether [x-manager] could really do this, a windstorm started up and made a lot of noise waking me up.

/end dreamy harp-like music and leaving RG's subconscious now.

I know exactly where this dream came from. Everyone say it with me- THANKS DAD!

I'm pretty sure that this nightmare was brought on by something my dad wrote to me yesterday:

Subject: Words of Wisdom 2
Hi Lori,

Here's comes a repeat of my once before words of wisdom.

You need to take time off and enjoy life. Enjoy your yard and birds and other critters. [name of my company] will go on without you. You have friends and family who love you and want you well and that is infinitely more important that any work assignment.

Love,
Dad

Of course he's right (well, in this case anyway- he's not right in his political leanings.. ha ha ha). I replied that I just wasn't sure how I could do that- take it easy- in this job market. I also told him that I am keeping my eye on the prize... retirement on 01/31/2015.

I think this dream/nightmare said a whole lot about my mind set. Rather than gracefully accept 8 months of full pay and say goodbye to the rat race for a while- I wanted to fight it so I could keep working.

This girl needs an attitude adjustment.

PS- I have a paid holiday today! woo hoo! Maybe this time I'll get caught up on all my pals' blogs.