First, I wanted to give a brief update on how things are going in my busy, busy life.
Winter Break has just begun, not just for the schools, but also for the school districts. I left Laird after 7 1/2 years to join the information technology team at our school district. I miss the kids and the staff, but I also have to say I love my new job. So many "why" questions I've had over the years about the software are finally getting answered. So much more of the training I've been wanting is also happening.
The reason I left Laird? This new position pays better, which in turn will make me better able to help my Mom. She is now priority number one in my life right now, which is why my life has gone from somewhat busy to almost non-stop at this point. But, all in all, I have to say I'm in a much better place financially, emotionally spiritually and physically now than I was this time last year.
I'm also someone who takes notice of the dreams I have at night. I record them. Some feel like they are plots from movies or books (which some have turned out to be), others are premonitions of something about to happen (they still freak me out when I see the event happen and realize it was the dream I had a while ago) and some I have no idea what they are. What foods I've eaten usually isn't an issue, my dreams are separate from my stomach, some are based on work.
This past week, though, I had a dream that I just didn't see coming.
I had a dream about Barry Manilow.
I haven't listened to his music, watched a video of him or really given much thought about him in quite a while (sorry, Barry). I have no idea what prompted the dream.
I won't go into details, but it was a good dream (no bad events happened in the dream) and Barry looked good. It just brought back so many fond memories of him.
It also made me think of this song:
Happy Hanukkah, Barry,
and Merry Christmas to all of my dear friends out there.