AIBU to be so upset that this morning I woke from a nasty dream and really needed a cuddle from ever loving DH and he was already up, so by time I found him I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
I’d dreamt that I was…. having an affair with Matt Hancock!
It was so clear, he had taken me to a huge luxury hotel in london and we were hugging and kissing. Then I found he had hidden five coins under the bed, my cat on a lead made of string and I dumped my broken old vacuum cleaner in a cupboard. Then my husband arrived and I was still lying to him, I told DH it wasn’t what it looked like but I was working for Matt Hancock.
I think I’m suffering PTSD. It doesn’t help that DH is still giggling at me because I’m still traumatised.
please share your weirdest dreams, I really need the distraction today.