Nightmares

Do you ever have a Nightmare that feels so real that you are shook up about it for days later?

Last night I dreamt that I was starting a beautiful tropical holiday, I think it was in Hawaii and I was with The Husband, Dad and Bet.

We had just arrived when The Husband said he was going to go and get changed in the hotel room and the rest of us headed for the beach. About 10 minutes later, black clouds started to roll into sight over the water and hotel staff were running about screaming that everyone had to leave the island, their was a jet waiting to take us all and that women and children had to board first.

I tried to go and find The Husband but the staff would not let me go, so I yelled to my Dad to go and find him whilst Bet and I boarded the flight.

About 10 minutes later, Dad walked onto the plane looking terrified and just shook his head at me. I asked him where The Husband was and all he could reply was, ‘He’s Dead.’

The hotel staff told us that he had taken Acid and had fallen and hit his head, but I was screaming that he would never, ever touch drugs so what did they do to him?! They just kept pushing us onto the plane despite me screaming.

I woke up absolutely sobbing and wailing The Husbands name, obviously he woke up and was asking me what was wrong but all I could get out was that I had had a nightmare. I clung on to his arm until I could get back to sleep but I woke up feeling so emotional and on edge!

I hate having such terrible nightmares where they feel so real. It takes me hours, if not days, to recover from them!!

Sometimes I think it is good to write down nightmares, hence me sharing this story. Does anyone ever research what their dreams mean??

On a lighter note, The Glossery Giveaway will be drawn shortly!

Smiggle Egg Clock & Nightmares

I bought this Smiggle Egg clock for my niece last year, in pink, and got myself one in blue.

It sits on our bedside table, doing nothing. It does not even have the correct time. I occasionally use it to check the room temperature but that is about it.

Early this week I woke up in the middle of the night a sweat, and S was handing me the egg clock. He was talking in his sleep and asking me to turn it off.
The egg only lights up and makes noises if you hover your hand over it, so he must have reached for it in his sleep when it started to make noises.

I was half asleep, unscrewing the damn battery case in the dark with my nail to turn it completly off, with S urging me to hurry up.

I asked him about it the next day and he has no recollection of it.

Very strange. If I hadn't have found it taken apart on the bedroom floor the next morning I would have thought it was a dream.