Last night, I awoke every few hours all night long, very upset and unable to sleep much. Charlie had been here and helped me as he screamed at me. Then, I screamed back. Since this is not the way my life runs, his presence, even with "help" was disruptive. At any rate, he did carry some items out of the house and cleaned my bathroom floor on hands and knees. There were things here he got in a trade for working. While he was getting things out of the room next to the kitchen (18'x20' room next to kitchen), I found one of the rats that plagued me under a table NOT in the kitchen.
Pick it up!
"Not with my bare hands!"
So, I gave him a plastic bag. While I gagged and he made a guy face, he threw it in the trash.
He got about 8 boxes out of the house, two boxes of what he wanted, one rat...quite a good deal for me.
He was yelling at me because I did not know how to use his iphone to text women he was hitting on. When you hand me something and give me no instructions, I really resent being yelled at and being called names.
After sleeping for 12 hours the night before and being yelled at, it is no wonder I could not sleep. I did dream. By the way, I can put Charlie in his place, set him straight before he next steps into the house.
"Wanted: Mouser with kittens." Yep, that was my ad in the paper or somewhere in my dream. Then, all Hell broke loose on the internet. Someone found out I was going to leave them all outdoors. Of course, the cats came from living outdoors. They weren't going to be left in a puddle in the rain and wind. I have a well-sheltered, small porch, closed in on three sides.
However, the online melee continued with people mostly from UK talking about how cruel I was. I tried to defend myself, saying barn cats live just fine without central heat. Besides, I have made cozy houses for dogs and cats, only to find the dog sleeping on top of the dog house in the snow. The cat would go under the porch and make its way to the basement.
So it went until exbf woke me unlocking the side door. He likes my dreams. Well, he enjoys hearing what happens in my sometimes-confusing unconscious.
In my dream, I was trying to solve the problem of rats and mice. Both have tried to take over. When I locked the hens up last night, they had not eaten any of their oats, now sitting in pine straw. "Oh, great. Now mice and rats will come!
In my dream I solved my problem. I cannot have a cat in the house. I cannot get a kitten and keep it outdoors. Well, I can but people take my kittens. Yes, trust me, they do. Having a mama raise her kittens is just the thing for me. In my dream I "tested" many mamas and kittens. At least in my dreams they seemed to be coming from everywhere.
I am quite sure someone will foist off a house cat with kittens. Well, it better learn to hunt. Paying for spaying and neutering will be better than entertaining and then executing rats.
I got two eggs today.
Do you ever solve problems in your dreams? Has anyone ever berated you when "helping" you and made you so furious?