Is there anyone there?
I thought I’d pop by to let Facebook friends know that despite an unhealthy interest in making statuses about cashew nuts, I am okay. I’m working hard. When I went to the cupboard this morning for a handful of cashew nuts to eat with my tea I was quite shocked at how few were left. I emailed Husband to ask (hopefully) if he’d been helping me out by eating them; sadly he confirmed that he didn’t like cashews unroasted and any consumption into the family pack of nuts in the cupboard will have been me. Eeek.
Anyway, the good news is that I’ve finished them tonight. I just need the strength not to buy anymore.
Along with having cashew control problems I’ve been having mad dreams. They started a couple of weeks ago.
One dream involved being bitten by a snake. Its fangs hung on the fleshy skin between my thumb and my forefinger and I was upset and worried that it would fall off and I wouldn’t remember what kind of snake had bitten me. The biting took place opposite Emporium, a mall in Bangkok and then the scene cut to London where I was wandering through the streets trying but failing to find the railway station to take me to the hospital.
Last night I had a dream that a cult was trying to recruit me.
But the weirdest one was nearly three weeks ago just as I started working on the novel. Husband was pregnant and he delivered two babies and then several weeks later he delivered the other four. In the dream I didn’t take much notice of the first two: I think our existing children and their cousins were ‘looking after’ them. I found the babies under a bed when Husband delivered the other four and I knew then that I had to start looking after them. I had the strongest feeling even in my dream state about these six babies. I knew they would be loved and I’d do what I had to do but the sense of disappointment I felt that I wouldn’t be able to finish my novel was so palpable.
Anyway I probably haven’t reassured any of you that I’m okay. I probably should’ve kept quiet about the weird dreams and cashew nut fetish… but you know I’m not getting out much at the moment.