Whaaa!

Early Wednesday morning, and by early I mean 3am, I woke from a horrible nightmare. This in itself is nothing new. I typically expect a 3am insomniac wake up call about once or twice a month. I think its just stress, but this particular Wednesday was just a little bit extra freaky.

The dream wasn't really all that scary. In it, I walked into one of my 3rd grade classes to teach music but the teach informed me I was late. I came at the wrong time. I couldn't make up the class and in the dream, she was pissed off. In the dream, the shock of it slammed into my gut - I let my kids down. The ones who hate school and look forward to the little tiny bit of music they get each week. Oh, the looks on their faces.......I woke up in a cold sweat, panting like I'd run a race.

Then I laughed because seriously, I would never let these kids down. I know my schedule, and the teacher...she's the nicest and the sweetest of all 8 classes I teach in. Really, she would understand and let me reschedule. So I lay in bed and waited until 5:30am for sleep to come.

In the morning, I told my kids about my funny scary dream and how it woke me up as I dropped them off at school. We laughed about it and I forgot all about it.

Until that afternoon when I walked into that classroom and lived out the reality. Oh my God, it was exactly the same!! The icy teacher stare, the sad little kid faces, the impossibility of rescheduling....I showed up at the end time instead of the start time. No class today! Stupid, stupid!!

And it slammed into me like a load of bricks. Why didn't I double check the time?? Did I just dream this would happen this morning?? Why didn't I take it more seriously??

But really, how many of your dreams come true?? Definitely not mine - thank god - as I occasionally have some seriously scary freaky dreams that wake me at 3am. What are the chances really that this one would come true?? And now on top of feeling like the lowest worm for letting my kids down, I feel like a total nut job too.

What's up with me....

I think I've gone completely mental. I seem to misplace everything.

I currently teach 8 classes a week for the music for minors program and I've to date forget ten something in every class, but one: my sunglasses, my purse, my keys, my jacket, my lyrics chart, one maraca, and my CDs. It's gotten to where the ladies in the school office just give me all the lost and found items as they're almost always mine. And today the school secretary gave me this.....

And if it would actually work, I'd do it myself. Has anyone seen my brain??