Dream last night:
At home in some apartment that looks vaguely like Ny's and mine second apartment.  I'm looking for more anoles and Gwen brings me a little 5 gallon tank and says "this is all I have left."  Two anoles, two regular brown lizards of some kind and three orange chameleons with brown stripes.  I'm delighted to finally have some chameleons and I go looking through cages (that line the wall, most with rats) and I have to empty rats and babies out of one.  They are ok for now, gotta go.  I wake up.  I go back to sleep.

Next dream:
Wayne took me to someone's house (a relative?) for some party (a holiday of some kind).  Wayne has to leave soon after getting there.  Beautiful house, gorgeous family room we spend some time oohing over.

Phone rings in the middle of the night. "Pack everything and be ready to leave." D's voice.  I get up and get dressing in jean shorts and a t-shirt.  Mommy and Deb is in the kitchen making macaroni and potato salads for the picnic the next day.  I knibble and sit at the dining table (by the front door).  I can see the bushes outside move in the wind and the streetlights through the bushes.  The windows are clouded glass.  Knock on the door, I open it and D is standing there looking mad.  Bicycle behind him.  Chameleons on the front step.  He comes in and follows me back into kitchen.  Talk to Mommy for a little bit and steal some more tidbits from the salads.  I walk back to table, he hugs me from behind and whispers in my ear. "You know what I came for, don't you?"  I don't answer or can't answer because if I say no, he will never come back but if I say yes, he might misunderstand.  I can't go with him now, I'm with Wayne and Wayne doesn't deserve for me to just dump him because D and I have history.  D leaves.

I go out and walk around the block.  Duffle bags he was wearing is hanging on a branch.  I take it down and hug it like it is him.  I wake up.

I feel like shit all the rest of the day.