And I hate Tuesdays as well..

Woke up this morning shortly before Eddie left because I had cramps that made me feel like there was some sort of beast in my uterus that was clawing its way out. Had what may have been a decent sleep if not for the bizarre dream that I was at summer camp with everyone that I went to high school with, but we were all our current ages, and I couldn’t find a bathroom.

That dream melted into another dream that involved a man in a gorilla suit on the roof of the house next door, before fading back to the camp dream, with me still trying to find a bathroom that wasn’t under repair or being cleaned. Later on Sharon Osborne bought the whole summer camp a trip to the movies.

I finally woke up, went to the bathroom, and discovered that the toilet we fixed two months ago is leaking again, from the other side this time.

This is not going to be a good week.