My Christmas overindulgence has caught up with me. I'm home from work with an upset stomach after a night of almost no sleep.
When I did get to sleep I had unpleasant dreams. First the cleaner from work was vacuuming around my bed so I couldn't sleep. Then there were lots of people everywhere talking really loudly. When I decided to call in sick (in my dream) I had trouble finding anywhere quiet enough to make a phone call. Then I realised the sun was rising and I was already late. Then I couldn't find the app on my phone to make a phone call, and when I eventually did it wouldn't dial.
I think this means I am boring - nightmares used to involve things like time bombs and crocodiles. Vacuum cleaners and phoning work really don't have the same dramatic impact.