It's been a while

While I realize the title of this blog post might make people think I mean it's been a while since I posted - and while it has, that's not what I'm talking about.

I'm talking about since I've had weird dreams - and then posted about them.

I know I've only had a couple of posts this year and I don't think I posted about a letter I received a few weeks ago. It was from a Catholic church in Galveston, Texas. Normally I wouldn't open anything from a church but I was curious because Galveston was hit so hard by Hurricane Ike and I was curious as to whether they wanted me to join their church (to build back up membership) or if they were soliciting donations to help rebuild. Those were the only options I considered. Neither of them even came close. No. It seems my ex-husband - who I haven't had any communication with whatsoever in more than 15 years - is seeking an annulment.

Personally I couldn't care less if he gets an annulment, that part of my life is long since over and I have no reason to try to stop it from going through. However, the questions they ask are quite invasive and I would be reluctant to answer them if I wanted the annulment. So, I asked a few people if he could still get the annulment if I didn't participate, or if I only answered those questions I was willing to answer. The resounding response I got was, if he didn't contact me personally (which he didn't), I shouldn't help him out. Okay, not what I was looking for but just kind of spotlights the type of relationship my ex and I always had - no communication.

Anyway, that's a little background as to why I think I'm having the dreams I am. The weekend after I got the first letter (I got it on a Friday afternoon), I dreamed my ex was in a serious relationship with Angelina Jolie. I don't really remember any of the specifics of the dream other than that. Well, that and the fact that every time I fell back to sleep, the dream would continue where I left off - for several days.

Well, I was given a deadline of January 20th to get in my response on the annulment questions and I didn't submit anything. Then yesterday afternoon my doorbell rings. It's the mail lady and she has a certified letter/return receipt for me - from the Catholic Church. They informed me that I'd missed the deadline but that they were willing to give me two more weeks to get my response in. If I haven't responded by then, they will assume I'm not willing to participate and will progress the annulment without a response from me. They go on to point out that it can still go through, even if I don't respond, suggesting that if I want to stop it, I'll have to respond with why it shouldn't be granted, which I think is hysterical. But I digress.

So, I had another dream last night. My ex was still with Angelina Jolie. They were living in a house with other people - including my mother! I wasn't much welcome there because everyone was more concerned with hurting my ex and Angelina, but I went over there to discuss things with the ex and we ended up in bed together. Mind you, this bed was in the middle of the living room - a common room. We're getting ready to do the deed when Angie's (yes, I called her Angie in the dream) brother walks in and interrupts us. He makes my ex feel really guilty so he gets dressed and leaves, leaving me there to contend with the brother and everyone else, who all want me out of there before Angie gets home and discovers I was there. The kids were all there, Pax, Maddox, Shiloh - all of them (they all loved me, by the way) and they were playing with my stuff so I was having a hard time finding my keys and cell phone and stuff.

And I was still looking for my stuff when Angie got home - and was pissed. She came across my phone and was pointing it at the TV (apparently it also subbed as a TV remote - I haven't really figured that one out) yelling at me. When she finally set it down, I went to get it but it was gone. By this point my mother was telling me I needed to leave because I was upsetting Angelina but I didn't want to leave without all my stuff because who knew if or when I would get it back. I finally decided to leave without my phone because I didn't think there was anything incriminating on it - I didn't have my ex's number programmed into it or anything. Heck, it was much like when we were separated, I didn't have his numbers...I had to wait for him to call me, so I figured I was safe - even though I wanted my phone for convenience of having it when I needed it. I got out to the car and remembered that there were some text messages that Angelina wouldn't appreciate and I went back in to look some more. I also thought I would be able to call him to warn him that I'd run into his lady love.

Well, when I got back into the house my ex was in there. We looked for the phone a bit and then ended back up in the bed, this time doing the deed. Angie's brother came in just after and then I woke up.

I'm thinking I should send off the paperwork, if for no other reason, to stop the weird dreams!