Dreams and other shite ...

DREAM
I dreamt about him again last night ...he was back with his wife (his partner before me). His hair was white at the front and grey at the back, still shortish, but not as short as it used to be. We were out in the country somewhere ... a lake which had receeded from the banks considerably, leaving large expanse of mud/wet sand to walk on, and lots of shallow water. The mud/sand was coloured reddish brown, like the dirt up north.
They had had a baby, I guess it was about 6 - 9 months old, but it was so tiny, much smaller than it should have been. He was walking in the shallow water with it, holding it by the arms letting the baby 'walk'. I asked what his name was and the reply was 'James' - it rocked me (as it is my own son's name). I indicated my surprise and his reply was that he'd been on such a rollercoaster and had needed to name the baby James. That's where the dream ended.

Other Thoughts
I find it weird that when he was listed on the dating site that his 'what he is looking for' was 'someone like me, a computer geek but with jubblies' (or wording extremely similar)... I find it very interesting considering that *she* is certainly no computer geek! (but guess who is).

Weekends
I really need to go back to planning my weekends - even if it is just what I'm going to do at home. I'm finding myself doing nothing at all, then regretting it when Monday morning comes and I have to go back to work.

Clearing out..
Managed to actually sell some of the old camping gear this week, via the Quokka. Seems advertising it in the paper is more successful than just advertising online. Had someone come look at the whipper snipper too, but they hadn't read the ad properly and were looking for a petrol one, not electric. Might try putting the trampoline in there, got about 5 enquiries last time just from an online ad, much get rid of it if I put it in the paper.

Life
Talking to a friend yesterday he was asking what I do with myself in the evenings, and after running through it he said 'You sound bored' (ie not bored to be talking with him, but is what he felt was reflected by what I told him). He's right, I'm bored with life, I don't want to be here, I'm just doing it because I have to.