Monday shmonday

Last night I had a dream.
I dreamt that Scott and I were sitting down for a long overdue conversation.
I had the distinct impression that it had been postponed because we weren't able to connect, kind of like when you play phone tag with someone.
And once you do finally hear from that person, whether your using the facilities or changing a diaper, you answer just so you can check in and catch up.
We were sitting face to face, and he was smiling.
We were talking about our kids. I was telling him about what they were up to.
I vaguely remember reaching a level of desperation because I knew the conversation was drawing to a close or about to be interrupted.
I wasn't finished talking to him.
I wanted him to wait just a minute more.
There was so much to tell him.
Just then, Micah woke up coughing violently, which in turn woke me up since he was sleeping in my bed and hacking on my face.
I attended to him quickly thinking maybe I could slip back into my dream.
Despite my attempt to remain inactive and half-asleep, I was coherent and the dream vanished.
I started crying because for a while I was content, happy.
This last few weeks have been a little rough.
Between our anniversary, his birthday, and Mother's Day, I have been a wreck.
A grumpy, yelling, irritable wreck.
But today is the start of a new week.
And I have a lot of things to be thankful for/look forward to.
I just got T25 in the mail, so there's that.
I will be ripped shortly.
And I am "playing" in my first bout this weekend.
It will be embarrassing and probably painful.
And I have officially declared it to be Math Week.
Which means I will be doing math every day (in preparation for the GRE, not because I like math. That would be silly.)

^^ We came home early from church because he was shivering and sobbing, and his head was on fire. Poor baby.
He pepped up a bit when he was served dinner on a tray while watching Finding Nemo. ^^

p.s. I video-chatted with a male friend this evening and spent the better part of five minutes convincing him I had a skin mustache.
I am going to be really good at dating.