Day 276: Sweet dream... or a beautiful nightmare?

I woke up today after a a strange dream... and it only got stranger when I got to work.

My dream involved one of the pretty boy reporters at my station (who also happens to be about 24).

And no, I'm not interested in him, even given my recent bobcat tendencies.

So in the dream this reporter pulled a total bonehead move but one that I can see a younger cocky guy doing.

In the dream I was on vacation, and at some point during my travels I befriended a couple of guys.

I didn't expect to see them again, but during my vacation I was invited to a group event of some sort and I saw them walk in so I said hello.

Well they proceded to start stripping for me! What!? I was completely stunned and just laughted my way through it.

When it was over, the pretty boy reporter walked over to me and said 'now that I've got your attention I'm taking you on a date.'

So terribly strange. I told him no, but he insisted and then drug me to the beach for a picnic.

But when we got to the beach there were really steep stairs that I couldn't get down because I was wearing heels and there was something about them that caused me some anxiety.

He didn't seem to care that I couldn't get down the stairs so he just kept walking. I think I eventually made it down but I don't remember much after that.

I'm actually very surprised I even remembered it at all, because normally I don't.

And while I remembered it, it was in the back of my mind at least until I got to work.

While training Sunshine I walked into a different department to talk to one of the girls about something.

As I walked up I saw him... the guy from the dream... standing there. I just about had a heart attack!

I NEVER see that guy... why is it he pops up just a few hours after my crazy dream?! Seriously is this my life right now?

I didn't even look at him, I couldn't... I was afraid I'd start blushing like he knew he was in my dream.

Even if he did, he should be the one that's embarrassed because that was a really bad move he made to ask me out, but in my head I conjured him up as my dream guy for some unknown reason.

I managed to finish up my business, then introduce Sunshine to the girl, while being very rude and completely ignoring the pretty boy. Nice... I'm such a class act.

In my own defense, I've never been introduced to him, so for me to introduce someone else is a little weird.

Later, I met up with a few friends for what we were calling a book club, but was really just an excuse to get together for wine and bruschetta.

I told them about my dream and my friend the Sweetheart (who works closely with the pretty boy reporter) laughed and said 'the funny thing is he would totally do that!'

The conversation briefly diverted to a few more young guys that were just hired at the station. I made a joke and said 'hey maybe I should meet them' and the Sweetheart said... 'nah they'll just show up in your dreams.'

We all laughted quite a bit, then she told me she was going to show me a picture of the Golf Guy on facebook, because she and her husband want to set me up with him.

Combine the dream with the tea leaf reading, and it's a double whammy for my psyche.

I am so freaked by every man that I'm coming into contact with now days. I'm avoiding the ones I don't think are suitable even though I fully know it's not up to me, whatever is meant to be... will be.

But there is just a little something in the back of my mind that wants to run away from it.