Unicorns and pain meds

This morning as I floated off into the cloudy haze of a pain reliever fog, I dreamed that I was in a field of beautiful flowers. The birds were chirping, and butterflies filled the air flitting nervously about in shaky figure eights. The sun was bright, the sky was a crisp blue, and a gentle breeze blew on my face. I felt as if I were floating while I slept, but in my dream, I was wide awake. It was a wonderful feeling, and I didn't want it to end.

My roommate and the short curly haired girl, did not share my same desire, however. Around nine o'clock this morning, they came clumping down the stairs. The short curly haired girl was shouting "bye-bye" to everything that she saw, recognized, and could pronounce. "Bye-bye, chair! Bye-bye, light! Bye-bye, shoe! Bye-bye . . . . "! You get the point. My roommate shuffled the short curly haired girl out of the door and into the van. He handed her the customary bag of dried cereal, her cup of milk, and her blanket. She squealed a very sincere, "Thank you!", and then my roommate went back upstairs to get his cup of coffee, the short curly haired girl's lunchbox, and his cell phone. Same thing happens every single morning. Ordinarily, this routine doesn't bother me a bit, but this morning, all the noise frightened away a lovely pink unicorn I had been watching as it grazed on lavender buttercups. But I digress . . .

As my roommate walked out of the door, he stuck his head back inside to tell me goodbye. I squinted and acted like I didn't hear him, but I was awake now. As he was closing the door, he added one more comment, "Don't sit around all day, how about it? Make yourself useful." Before the key turned in the lock, I was asleep again. Make myself useful. Right. I'll get right on that.

Not a minute later, I heard the van in the garage, the key in the door, and my roommate walking back into the house. I couldn't imagine why he was back so soon. Again, I squinted in his general direction. Suddenly, my roommate shouted at me! "What are you still doing asleep? It's three in the afternoon, and you haven't moved an inch since I left this morning!"

That nap must have been better than I thought!