Yesterday turned out to be a case of the dream premonition that came true… but didn’t. Yeah, this is the first dream premonition with an interesting twist, and if you look at it the way Tom sees it, I guess it could be interpreted as a good thing. Things got a little scary, though, at first, but only for an hour, and it wasn’t nearly as scary as back in the motel.

When Tom got up I told him about the dream and how he came home to a second-story house that seemed to be ours, saying that the check hadn’t come but holding a couple of bags filled with Chinese food. I told him I was worried it was a premonition and that our money wouldn’t be there. “You know I have these things,” I told him. “I may not have them that often, and I may’ve lost my influencing ability when it comes to winning sweeps, but you know I’m rarely wrong.”

At noon he left for the mail place and I prayed to God that in this case, I would be wrong, but when he returned just a half-hour later, I saw that I wasn’t wrong at all. I started to get mad at God and started to write the following “thank you” rant, but watch out, it’s pretty harsh!

Thank you, God, for ignoring my prayers for our check.

Thank you for our measly food supply and the fact that we’re virtually out of money.

Thank you for continuing to beat us over the head with poverty.

Thank you for putting this additional stress on us.

Thank you for ignoring my prayers for employment.

Thank you for all the cavities I have with which I have no money to deal with.

Thank you for my rapidly worsening vision I have no money to get better glasses.

Thank you for kicking us down every time we start to get ahead.

Thank you for making sure that no matter how hard we work, we have no security in life whatsoever.

Thank you for giving a damn about my husband and me so much that you would bless us with this same old poverty bullshit year after year while murderers strike it rich.

Thank you for choosing us to be one of the chosen ones to have to play poor-ass bums no matter how hard we try to get ahead.

So then Tom called and learned that the check was printed on the 10th. He waited till 2:00, called the dumb cock at UPS (yeah, typical dumb-ass males!), and was told that he accidentally missed the check, but it was there!

So now I’m going back and forth between thanking God and saying I was sorry for letting him have it, although there’s certainly more than just a grain of truth to those rants. The relief I felt was wonderful, like a natural high, though I would still prefer to stop having these money scares, big or small!

The thing about it is that he got me to see something I didn’t see about the dream before he called and learned the check was really there. When he was trying to reassure me that things would be ok no matter what the case was with the check, he pointed out the Chinese food and the house, saying that if the first part turned out to be true, then why couldn’t the second? Why couldn’t we eventually have money again for Chinese, and why can’t we own a house in a little over 1000 days when he’s 55?

Well, the pessimist in me won’t go getting her hopes up, but he has a point. Thinking back to other dream premonitions – everything happened that I dreamed. There were no parts of the dream that didn’t come true. There were some slight differences, but it all happened just as I dreamt it.

So now it’s nice to have my worst problem if only for today, be wondering if it was wise to put our guinea pig-sized rats back in the smaller cage.

Anyway, they were way off on the weather for today! It was supposed to be 95º. Instead, it’s 88º and cloudy. There was even some thunder and wind. It hasn’t rained in a few months, so it will soon.

I wish I could pick just one journal site. It’d be easier. But I just love the different features the different ones have.

I was counting on 4-5 more hours of alone time since I work better alone, but Tom got up earlier than expected because he fell asleep earlier than usual. For now, I’m gonna scout out as many of those paid email programs as I can find. They’re totally worth the effort and extra money, unlike paid surveys that almost always tell you that you don’t qualify AFTER you’ve wasted 5-10 minutes, and you don’t get credit for it either.

I want a couple of tattoos and not temp tats. I want a snake wrapped around my right wrist/forearm, and a pink floral armband on my left arm.