Today we had a grant application due for a grant we’ve been working on for the last eleventy billion years. Finishes touches were put on it over the weekend and today it just needed one last read through and then to be photocopied and picked up by the courier. Last night I had a dream that it was tomorrow and we discovered that no one had sent the grant app in. I thought my colleague sent it and she thought I’d sent it. I was panic-stricken at the realization that eleventy billion years worth of work, by a fairly large team of people, was all for naught as we’d missed the deadline. Fortunately, the dream ended at that point.
When I got into work, I told me colleague about this dream, and she was like “No way! I had the *exact* same dream last night!” Apparently we spend so much time working on this grant together that we are turning into one another. Later on in the day, after we did actually have the grant successfully picked up by the courier (and don’t think that i didn’t go into paranoia mode all day today making sure everything was on track, ‘cuz I *totally* did), one of my other co-workers and I were chatting in the hallway and she asked how I was celebrating being done the grant. “I’m going for a run this evening,” I said… only to hear my dream-sharing colleague yell from her office, “ME TOO!!” It’s official, we are turning into each other!