Vivid Dreams. 31 Weeks.

Is it best to start backwards? To add insult to injury of the preceeding six hours two little children attacked me while I was waiting to board an elevator. All the escalators were moving in the opposite direction that I wanted to go. And they moved so fast I was nearly thrown off!
I was engaged to one man, having my baby with another. In the end the baby daddy was gay. Both times I had the dream (there was a pee break in the middle) the guy I was going to marry was just awful. First time I had the dream baby daddy was Evan and it seemed maybe we were married, not sure how I got into the jam with groom #2. The second time it was old flame TS. Or, maybe he was bum #2. Ooh, the first time creepy guy was one of Ev's cartooning associates. The one from "Transylvania"...
I had nothing to wear. My closet from growing up was pretty bare and everything was tiny and fitted so I couldn't get my extra 30 pounds into it.
Manager, come sales rep, PT was my life coach. Well, she was more of a teacher. We were in a classroom, with only a few students. She gave me a big gift then listened to me explain the whole situation - how I was already married and couldn't marry the new, yucky, guy.
I missed my hair appointment with Audrey's stylist, it was $400 but she paid, what was she thinking? When I finally did leave the hotel that's when the kids attacked. Pushing a hand into my face, then one little fist near my stomach. At first the mangy babysitter/aunt held them back, then I had to pull the lift door firmly shut behind me and hold it closed while hitting the button to go up, up, up. Dreadful.