Chateau le Pooch.. trust your gut

so, i'm at work. well, not really my work, it's my old work and sometimes i fill in for my boss up in the front when she's out of town or not feeling well. i've been here since 9 this morning and... IM BORED.

i was reminded today about how important it is to trust your instincts. if you think you have premonitions or signs about the future, you should probably listen to yourself. especially if you're a girl.. it's innate and important. and if you went to an all girls school like i did then you rely on it more than ever. so, here's how it went down:

i had a dream last night about an old friend of mine. she's a pretty good singer. an indie type girl. we used to be friends and then one day she decided that she was better and smarter than me. basically she turned into a bitch and hung out with other and older people. of course, whenever she needed something she took advantage of my good nature. what can i say? even though i'm a hardcore bitch sometimes, i'm still good natured at heart. anyway, i dreamt that we were having a fight about school. kind of an intellectual conversation that got out of hand and then, while she was walking in front of me in the crosswalk, i killed her. simple. to the point. and then it ended

now i get to work this morning and deal with customers etc etc. i have a chance to check messages on the phone and of course, there's a message from the groomer (who had been my neighbor for sixteen years, i was a nanny to her five children and then one day she just decided she didn't want to work with me anymore). she called the shop at 7:30 (instead of calling the shop owner herself) and left a message saying that she couldn't come in. so, we have dogs ready to be groomed and no groomer. took all the strength i had not to call and cuss her out. you can't demand respect and wonder why everyone hates you and doesn't want to answer your calls and then go do something disrespectful like that. so i called around and got another groomer to fill in.. and then she calls!! she wants to talk to me. seriously? no thanks. i didn't answer the phone. she called again. didn't answer.

moral of my dream and morning drama... i dreamt i killed an old friend. the groomer used to be a friend and now i want to kill her. coincidence? i think not. if i had seriously thought about my dream this morning, i would've prepared myself for something lurking in the future. i sat here for a while today and thought to myself, "why is it that i figure out what i mean after it happens?"

so, take a second and think about what you dreamt the night before or about some random thought that comes to mind because it'll save you time in the end