Nightmare on Bougainvillea Boulevard
Friday, September 22nd, 2006You know yesterday, when I wrote all about being forced by unscrupulous bankers to keep my precious holiday fund tucked in amongst my underwear?
Well, last night I had a very long and involved dream about coming home to find that all my worldly posessions had disappeared from my house. Of course, the loss of my laptop, my ipod and all of my clothes did not bother me at all, but the thought of my trip to Mozambique being filched from under my nose made me actually cry in my sleep.
Fortunately, the dream robbers found my underwear drawer rather unappealing and so my stash was still there, but in the process of moving it somewhere safe, they found me and took it off me at gunpoint anyway.
I am going to have to open a bank account if I want to get any sleep at all between now and December.
