Dreamy Haircut

Last night's dream was about me going to get a haircut, having somehow forgotten there was a pandemic to be concerned about! I didn't wear a mask, and nor did the hairdresser. Afterwards (and still in the dream), I realized my mistake, and struggled to come to terms with my error in judgement, not to mention the anguished waiting to see if I had caught the Corona virus! (that was not revealed ...)

I think the oversight and concern that appeared in my dream might have been a blend of two issues that were on my mind yesterday. Number one: how to cope with my growing, and out-of-control hair that hasn't been cut since mid January. (Don't worry, I have a plan - YouTube, sharp scissors and a mirror).

Number two: I accidentally broke a part of our hose connection yesterday whilst using a wand attachment. I felt like such an idiot for not seeing the problem before it happened. I kept beating myself up, and was close to tears, for having been so clumsy. It was a small plastic connector that snapped inside the hose, nothing major. But I continued haranguing myself over the little incident, wishing I could undo my negligence. I just couldn't let it go.

So, maybe I dwelt a little too much on two very minor issues, which became embedded in my thoughts.