It seems like maybe sanding the chest of drawers was not the best idea... Although I wore a dust mask, I guess I must have breathed in a fair amount of dust/paint, because ever since Sunday, I've had quite-bad sinus problems. It started with my throat being hoarse on Sunday night, then progressed to my nasal passages and finally Wednesday and Thursday all of my head sinuses were in pain, I could only croak instead of talk, I was coughing all the time and blowing my nose. I called the OB, and he prescribed some prescription-strength Benadryl-type stuff. Today I feel a little better, and I think by the end of the weekend I'll be good to go.

Last night I dreamt about having kids. First, I could see little hands and feet pushing and stretching through my stomach wall. This was originally due to the fact that my friend, Evelyn, was drumming, and I asked her to stop because my baby became so active as a result. Then I was looking for maternity clothes in a store with some friends of mine.

Then my baby was born and initially it appeared to be a boy (I can base this only on the fact that he was wearing blue clothes). In a little while, though, 'he' turned into a girl, whom we called Angela. Whereas the boy she had been had a normal face, Angela had a bit of an odd face: her eyes were rather large, her nose and mouth were small and there was a great deal of vertical space between her nose and mouth. Fast forward to some point in the future (maybe 15-20 years). I saw my daughter Angela coming towards me, now a young woman. She had long, dark blonde hair that was wavy and her face was similar to how it had been when she was a baby. She was not particularly attractive, though not awful to look at either. She was definitely short (around 5'-5'2"), and she came up to me and I embraced her with love. Then I also saw walking by my 2nd daughter, whose name was Maine. She was more attractive and taller, with quite short brown hair.