AN INAUSPICIOUS START TO THE DAY

I had a dream last night that I was fighting in WWII on the blood-soaked sands of Normandy. Somehow I managed to crawl ashore through the heavy shelling only to bump into my mother and my husband, who were looking for me because they wanted to let me know that they thought I had bad breath.

Sheesh.  What a doozy, huh?  How am I supposed to get dressed and go to work now!?  All I want to do is crawl into a hole.