I had the craziest dream last night. So crazy that it warrants actually taking the time out of a very hectic (so. very. hectic.) Tuesday to tell you about it. And that is definitely saying something, because saying that we've been incredibly busy at work lately would be sugar coating it.
About that dream; it was the dead of winter and there was ice and snow everywhere. We're talking blizzard weather. We were having some kind of company function (I'm assuming with the time of year it was our Christmas party) and I had to step outside for a minute to get some "fresh air". And that's when I found it.... a BABY.
Side note: How weird is it that I am now setting my dreams at work? Who does that?!
Yes, I found baby outside. And he was like, two or three I guess, but he was wearing a little jacket and sitting outside on the icy ground. WTF?! I immediately picked him up and took him inside and asked my lovely cousin what she thought that I should do.... and all her drunk ass could mutter was- "when did you get a baby?!" So, we called the police.
And when the police came they brought child services along with them. They didn't even talk, but apparently my subconscious mind didn't realize that. Then it was decided that I would agree to take care of the baby until they all "figured out what to do". What kind of authority figures don't know what to do with a lost/found baby?!!
So, I took him home and he became my little guy.... and that's when "they" came for him. And don't ask me who "they" are, because I don't have any clue, but "they" were after him. We had to barricade the doors and windows and fight off the "theys".... and it was INSANE.
I have got to quit eating nachos before bed.... crazy ass dreams.
Finally, the dad of the baby showed up to take him home.... and he was a cop. Yeah, you heard me right. And I talked to him and he was all can I just take my take my kid be on my way? And I was like, no you are the most irresponsible person in the world.... who in the hell just leaves their kid with a complete stranger for days?!! Therefore, I told him that I was keeping the kid and he could just go on somewhere. He fought it for a minute and then I just had to tell him good day and walk away (with the baby).
I SAID GOOD DAY!!