Thena

According to my sleep tracker, it took me 13 minutes to fall asleep. I slept for a total of 8 hours and 53 minutes. I had brief awakenings at 1 AM, 3 AM, 4:30 AM, 6 AM, and 7:15 AM. There was also an extended period of restlessness about 20 minutes before I woke up.

Supplements: I took one melatonin (because I haven't been sleeping well) and two menthol cough drops (because I've had a sore throat)

First dream: I was trapped at my friend Katie's house, though Katie wasn't there. I gathered up my stuff and put it into two bags. One was a backpack, and I wondered whether it was worth it to lug this heavy bag around while trying to find my way out. I also had a strong sense that the room next to the one I was in had a garage. I could almost picture the cars inside. I wandered out into the hallway and found myself in a banquet hall. In the entrance was a ticket booth, but instead of tickets, they were selling paper plates. I got a plate and tried to find to find the buffet in the maze of hallways. I found a room that seemed like a private party room. I started examining the light switches on the wall, and the next thing I knew, I found myself in my own bathroom at home. But there was a strange woman there giving her son a bath in my bathtub. I felt awkward for interrupting them. I turned to leave, but I noticed a row of hooks on the wall, just about the light switch. They were mounted on a black plastic panel. Part of the panel had broken away. Initially, I thought there were only 3 hooks, but as I looked closer I saw a fourth one. I couldn't remember installing this panel, and I couldn't understand why I would keep it if it was broken like this. I went to shut off the lights to the sink area, but instead the lights went out near the tub. I turned around and apologized to the woman, explaining that it was too complicated to keep track of which switch controlled which lights.

Second dream: I was going through piles of stuff in the office nook of the kitchen. Dad asked me why I was going through things instead of just throwing them out. I told him that I was looking for photos from a trip to Florida when I was a teenager. On that trip, I had taken photos of space shuttle Columbia landing at Kennedy Space Center about 5 years before it was destroyed. Dad said he remembered the photos, but he never made the connection between the two events until Aidan explained it to him. (Note: Aidan is our dog!) He told me he had the pictures framed and that I could find them "by Verizon, under summer photos, about two years from now." I didn't understand his directions, but I went upstairs to check his bedroom.