July 21, 2018
Zombie dreams last night. I was laying on a platform built above the ground.....like a guard tower kind of thing.....flat on my back in the dark. I was in this kind of pile of rubble and I knew I had to be quiet or the zombies would hear me. I noticed that part of the rubble started moving and it moaned. ZOMBIE! I was laying in a pile of junk with a zombie.......in the dark......with no weapon. I tried to push it away with my feet but couldn't. I tried to stomp it to death with my feet but couldn't........I woke up. My feet hurt from stomping on the footrest of the chair. WTF?
Bill finished the week on a more positive note. It was rough. Still not sure how I'm going to handle this. I mean other than trying to handle it in a way that doesn't push him away but allows him to develop better tools for dealing with stress.
Okay it's Saturday. David came in yesterday. He's the guy that took care of the building my shop is in for a long time. He's a painter. He asked if I had any work for him. I said it was a possibility. I will call him today and see if he wants to go look at the studio. It would be a big help.
Life is good
Things I am thankful for: