Zzzzzz

Waking up at 3:30am and having to go downstairs and get Dexter a drink = Yawn! Waking up at 3:30am and realising I potentially have at least another 4 hours in bed = bonus.

But then it doesn't work like that, because inevitably the small child who woke me up for a drink initially is now going to continue asking for a drink for the rest of the night. Yawn! So it's in this knackered state I start spouting my random nonsense of the day.

You know when you're half asleep and your mind just comes out with the most mental stuff? Yeah well last night, as I was being woken constantly to the tune of  'More orange juice Mummy', my mind decided that each period of time I slept for was like a giant scale of a fish. At the time, in my sleep deprived state I decided that this was quite poetic, but in the light of day I can only think: Why the hell was I dreaming about fish, let alone giant ones that only come into existence through my disturbed sleeping pattern? So I looked it up online (though I'm not sure I believe in dream dictionaries)

'Scales

To dream of fish scales is a prediction of good financial luck - you will have an increase in material wealth.'

 Nice. I'm inclined to think I'm just a lunatic though.