That Lena came back for a visit. For those new to the blog, Lena was my close friend and antiquing buddy who passed away last fall. So in my dream, someone from her family called and said she was at their home visiting, but could only stay a short while and if I wanted to see her I’d better come on. I did.
She was sitting there with a child in her lap. She loved children, oh how she loved them! This, in my dream, was her grandchild, but was a little boy of 3 or 4 years. Her only grandchild, a little girl, was born shortly after Lena’s death. We asked her if she remembered anything about the time she’d spent away from us, but she just smiled and said no.
I don’t remember much more about the dream. It faded fast, but I wanted to get it down before forgetting all of it.
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The sofa is still a work in progress.
What a mess! Am I really the Peanuts character Pigpen? Why are half my pictures pictures of messes? Maybe my mission in life is to make other people feel good about themselves.
Here’s what happened to the other side of the room:
Yesterday was interrupted by an emergency hair appointment. I push my coloring appointments to every 6 weeks, which is about a week past when it should be. My hair grows fast and I’m covering a whole lotta gray. Like 95%. I’m just not ready to let it go. I try to talk myself into going natural. I’ll see Emmy Lou Harris and see how great she looks. She’s just a few years older than I. But I still see myself, or at least think of myself, as a 30 year old. I cannot be gray! I just can’t. So I color.
My appointment was last week, but I had to cancel and hadn’t got around to making another. When I washed my hair yesterday morning and tried to fix it, all I could see was those gray roots. Horrors!!! So I called and there was an opening at 3:00. Which meant I had to leave here before 2:00. It took an hour and a half to do my hair, then an hour back home. Very little was done besides that yesterday.
There are no sales today, but I’m itching to go to a junk store. I’m trying to force myself to get the sofa area done before I cave and go junking. We’ll see.
what a precious dream about your sweet friend. so hard to lose those we love. i think you’re the only one brave enough to show us pictures of your mess! i’m in total denial about mine! so understand the “color” emergency! the team i’ve amassed to keep me looking young is incredible! stop by my blog when you have a sec, i’m doing a Valentine give-away!
I love that floral print above the wooden mantel thing in the 2nd photo. I think your shop looks like a fabulous place to find unique treasures!
Suzie
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Sounds like Lena was happy in your dream. Maybe that’s her way of letting you know she is!
I’m right with you on the gray. I’m too cheap, so only do it every 4 months. The rest is blond(ish) so it doesn’t show so much. Last weekend I saw a beautiful woman (about my age) with killer gray hair and she looked faboo. I thought: I should do that, but then again, I’m single and it would be the kiss of death. I’d never get asked out out another date….
Wanda, those kinds of dreams are special. I love your photos – we’re kindred spirits with works in progress, that’s all