The most wonderful time of the year

Finals, that is.

(I'm being sarcastic.)

The other night, I dreamed I was taking the final for one of my classes this semester. I was surrounded by friends of mine from school (who aren't actually in the class), who were all zipping through the exam, talking about how easy it was. (For some reason we were all hanging out taking it in the law school cafeteria, not in our classroom.) It was like a college exam - questions typed on plain white paper, with spaces for you to handwrite your answers. And I couldn't answer ANYTHING. I had NO IDEA what the questions meant, at ALL. (When I woke up, I realized this is because the questions made no sense. But in the dream I didn't figure that out.)

So, about halfway through my panic, I realized I could use my outline, so I opened it up and started throwing anything I could think of onto the page. 

When the time ended, I handed the exam to my prof, and told him I was sorry about how much I had tanked the exam.

The next thing, I was in my prof's office, and he was telling me that the answers I'd given were actually very good, and that he would give me extra time to fill in the questions I'd left blank. (In case it's unclear: this would never happen in real life!)

I was trying to figure out how to tell him that extra time wouldn't help, because I had no idea how to answer any of the things I'd left blank.

And then, somehow, NLLDH was there. And he took out a framed picture and slapped it on the desk in front of me.

It was a picture of (dearly departed) Youngest Cat. He was sitting with his front paw curled into his chest, the way cats do, with the biggest smuggest kitty smile on his face.

See, the thing is, in our marital mythology, Youngest Cat represents stubbornness, and perseverance, and the epitome of self-confidence. Let's just say that Youngest Cat didn't have any self-esteem issues. (In fact, Youngest Cat was basically a thug who did exactly what he wanted regardless of what anyone else thought.) And so I knew that NLLDH was telling me to be like Youngest Cat, to know that I could do this, and not let any doubt get in the way.

So it was actually kind of nice. But I could have lived without the anxiety dream-lead up to the pep talk. 

Comments

[undine]

Sounds like a "you can do it!" dream to me, but that first part sounds miserable.