dream a little dream

last night was one of those nights where i woke up frequently, in part b/c zoey was punching me in the face and also b/c i was having trouble sleeping due to my late night work out. each time i drifted away i found myself in a completely new dream. like a book of short stories. chicken soup of ryan's soul, if you will. i remembered one dream when i woke up in the morning. i was an auditor. second year on an engagement and now the senior. the manager (who happened to be fenelli) says to me 'we need to get all this (a two page list of shit) done by tomorrow, can you handle it? my dumb ass says yes. and the rest of the dream was spent in a panic. when would i see my kid? when would i work out? when would i blog? it sucked and i've never been so relieved to wake up.

two things i learned from this dream

#1 - leaving public accounting was by far one of the best decisions i've ever made.
and
b - i have a bad habit of taking on more than i can handle. over estimating and under delivering. i need to work on that.