intro

We've just past the Autumnal Equinox, and I'm definitely at the Equinox of my life. It's like I've been sleepwalking. It's time to wake up.

So, I'm darn near 50, which is really just fine with me, except a few things, like the stupid meanopausal symptoms I'm having.

I do think about lots of things, and there are lots of things I like to do (read, knit, craft, etc), but it seems that I can barely fit things in if I get home from work, cook dinner, clean up, and get to bed in time to get eight hours before we get up at 5:45 or so in the morning (I MUST have eight hours, always have).

So, let's see how things will go. :)

A few dreams have had meaning for me -- the ones I remember, that is. One had Hubs and me visiting some third-world country, and children there offered me a taste of a can of something that looked like cocoa powder. Hubs said "Don't" but I stuck my finger in and tasted it, and it did seem sort of cocoa-ish. The girl holding the can then turned it around so I could see the label, and it was powdered dehydrated human remains. I was horrified, to say the least. A friend did some research and told me that dreaming of cannibalism means that something is consuming your life, and that made sense, as I was in grad school and working full-time when I had the dream.

Another dream that stuck with me -- I think I've had it several times -- is that I'm walking around my home and find a door I'd never noticed before. Behind this door are many rooms I'd never known about, and I was exploring them when the dream ended. That dream, I discovered, is common in midlife, and represents that there is more to come in life.