Three Lady Cats In A Row

Dreams, fantasies, and reality

Last night I had a dream. A heavy one. One you can’t stop thinking about.

My three lady cats sat on the left side of my bed, just next to me, and went to sleep.

Nothing strange up to this point, exception made for the hour: 2 a.m.

They came to my bed to sleep after being super active and busy for a couple of hours by playing, scratching, jumping around, and the like.

As soon as they all took accommodation on my side, I woke up. After a couple of hours of sleep, I was refreshed, and ready to battle a new day. It was only midnight when I reached Morpheus, and there, wide open-eyed at 2 a.m., I had my dream.

What if the three adorable minstrels could take my place at night, replacing myself, and I could go directly to fulfill overwhelming activities?

It would be an incredible advantage. I could have the 24/24 all for my chores. I could possibly put in a day all the impossible actions I can’t take because I always run out of time.

Here’s an example of what I could do instead of sleeping:

• comb my hair
• have a manicure
• exercise my belly (she’s reluctant, and needs extra exercise)
• go to take the measures for a dress from an accredited dressmaker (I’ve always wanted to do it at least once)
• have a massage (any kind of massage is fine)
• cook all types of eggs following different recipes great chefs suggest (they say you’re nothing in the kitchen if you don’t know how to cook eggs, and so far, I can only prepare scrambled, boiled, sunny side up eggs, and omelet. Not enough!)
• read all the literature I missed, or reread what I already read because I forgot it all
• spend some time chatting with friends without feeling guilty for subtracting time from more fundamental issues of life (working like a slave)
• paint. I never painted seriously, but I’d like to go over a ridiculous hominid figure and be able to make a decent portrait
• say hello to all the neighbors not able or willing to smile back at me without getting pissed off

The list can go on and on to easily cover the whole day.

I can feel satisfaction. I smile. I’m lucky to have three cat ladies taking my place in bed.

Time to go back to sleep.

Key Message To Me: My dear, you must remember not to drink that bloody coffee after 4.30 in the afternoon.