Looking Grumpy

I woke up grumpy. I had been having unpleasant dreams all night and there was a deep furrow between my eyes from frowning hard. I try not to drag any “dream baggage” into my waking hours but it was really difficult to put it down. I was all kinds of out of sorts. My shoulders and back hurt. I had a nagging headache. But the worst was a smoldering anger that I was harboring toward my husband. Now to be perfectly clear – he hadn’t done anything to deserve my anger or resentment. On the other hand, Dream-Sparky had definitely been at fault. You see in my dream, as I was attempting to get into the front passenger seat (with the door open) he decided to back out of the garage. I was forced to try to extricate myself and run to avoid being smacked by the open door or crushed by the car as it squeezed through the garage door opening! I managed not to die. Instead I was bumped hard by the car and thrown onto the sidewalk. I landed on my shoulder and whacked my head on the cement. When Dream-Sparky realized what he’d done, he slammed on the brakes and then leapt from the car. As he was standing over me asking if I was alright, the car rolled down the drive, across the street and over the opposite curb before coming to rest in the shrubs… I was so very angry with Dream-him. I felt better after a hot shower and a little something to eat (along with some ibuprofen). I did tell him about my dream. And he did remind me that it was Dream-him and not really him-him as an attempt to make sure my anger wasn’t going to be transferred.

My rational self is quite aware that my husband has not committed any vehicular assault. I know that no event has occurred that warrants any anger directed toward sweet and kind Sparky. However the agitation persists. To relieve myself and dispel the aggression, I’m heading to the ceramic studio to pound some clay. I find that to be most therapeutic. And as a by product I’ll perhaps create a ceramic masterpiece!
Below is a form of micropoetry called a monostitch. Some call it poetry and others don’t. I’m not going to take a stand either way.

What happens to life’s mortar in the presence of Ivy?
Tendrils of dreams curl around reality trying to reach consciousness.

52 thoughts on “Looking Grumpy

  1. OMG Poor Sparky, I am glad you took it out on that clay instead of him,,Happy the spark is still glowing. I must tell you about a dream that Shirley, my wife had which now is funny but then not so much.

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    1. That makes 2 of us! So many dreams are like smoke – they fade away leaving only a faint aroma of what was. This one was so vivid! I have to admit that he is often very eager to “get moving” that this is not entirely improbable. Though it is only that he is moving before I have my seatbelt buckled (and I have to remind him to buckle up too!)

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  2. Dreams are totally weird sometimes. Several years ago, I dreamed that I was getting married to a man I supposedly knew. The wedding was in India and I was all decked out in red and vermillion with jewelry and flowers. Just before the ceremony started, I looked at the guy that I was supposed to get married to, and said, “what the heck! I am already married!” pheww!!
    This was long time ago, and I still remember how angry I was about that dream.

    I am sure by now your anger has melted.

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    1. Yes the anger is gone! Your dream must have been a doozy! I’ve never had a wedding dream – thank goodness! Our wedding was so hot that we were both mesmerized by the sweat dripping from the end of the Priest’s nose. Have to give him credit for being able to continue as it dripped – he didn’t miss a beat. During his homily he joked that the marriage would last because we had the “heat treatment”!

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    1. The clay was fine as was Sparky. As for remembering dreams – most are just fuzzy pictures with a jumble of feelings, indistinct. But every so often there is one that is vivid and clear and so startling that I remember….

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  3. lol now what was it that your subconscious was trying to tell you Val? Look out for moving cars … how was your neighbour in regard to hedge he crashed into 🙂

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    1. I’m not sure what the message was – I decided that it wasn’t about Sparky or cars. Perhaps it was more about trust or expectations? Still not sure but I’m not going to let it ruin my outlook. As for the hedge – it is in a cul de sac and there isn’t a house there – just some bushes, flowers, trees, a broken bird bath and a bench. All the residents who live in the cul de sac are responsible for the upkeep… So if he were to have actually created damage, he’d have had to fix it himself!

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      1. sounds like an interesting neighbourhood! With dreams the strongest indicator is actually any intense feelings, or even any ‘feeling’ response … I used to have a series of dreams that weren’t pleasant in anyway yet I always felt great afterwards … turned out to be a super powerful healing process for me 🙂

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        1. Well, there were certainly lots of strong feelings! I was expecting to have a knot on my head and a very bruised body… but it was just a dream. I definitely didn’t feel great afterwards. Glad that your subconscious is actively healing you!

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          1. lol not all the time duffer, just with my particular reoccurring gruesome dream 🙂

            If they were strongly horrid feelings then it’s a warning .. beware of something, take care!

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                    1. I like a good action/adventure movie but anymore they skew to blood splatter and death… not what I enjoy! I want a good chase scene where no one is hurt and the choreography of the chase is spectacular…

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                    2. not many of those, I am totally enjoying these movie reviews I’m allocated … I get to watch a movie I’d never choose before it’s released 🙂

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                    3. It was a fast paced romp with lots of humor as well as some suspense! Not at all like the Fast & Furious franchise (which I’ve seen the first and have not bothered seeing any of the others)…

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  4. omg Val… poor Sparky…. i usually have weird dreams too and the ones i remember, i would take a moment to assess and equate it any of my current situations, as it may be my subconscious mind telling me something.

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    1. I assure you Sparky felt no repercussions! I have tried to figure out what the dreams mean but there really isn’t any specific guide to interpretation since it requires an intimate knowledge of my background, life experiences and my mental/emotional state at the time of the dream…. I usually give it a moment and then if nothing is obvious I move on. Hehe! If it is important I’ll get the message again!

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  5. It can be so hard to let go of a bad dream! I have the same problem, often. If I’m doing something difficult in my dream, I wake up with a headache very cranky. Once I dreamed my husband was cheating on me with the entire University of Iowa cheerleading squad, and it was all I could do not to smack him when I woke up!

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    1. Wow! The whole team?? What a guy! I’m sorry that he chose the Hawkeyes as they aren’t even top tier! Now that “girl in black” the “golden girl” or even the “silver twins” at Purdue would have made me worry – as they are the best! (hehe! I’m a Boilermaker after all!) I guess I’m not the only one who has those kind of dreams….

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    2. Wow! The whole team?? What a guy! I’m sorry that he chose the Hawkeyes as they aren’t even top tier! Now that “girl in black” the “golden girl” or even the “silver twins” at Purdue would have made me worry – as they are the best! (hehe! I’m a Boilermaker after all!) I guess I’m not the only one who has those kind of dreams….

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  6. Can’t imagine Val. I would have to color. Right now I’m mad at awake Wil and trying to shake that. He won’t take the trash can to the street until tonight before he goes to bed. I do NOT want him out in the dark. He claims it won’t be dark. Before I broke my hip I just emptied trash and took it down. If I forget and he forgets our trash won’t get emptied.

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  7. Good grief! That would be totally contrary to the Sparky I know. I am, however, no stranger to vivid, and even lucid dreams. It frequently takes a second cup of coffee, even after a shower and meditation, to bring me back into the 3D realm.

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