Lately, and probably thanks to the lunesta, I have very vivid dreams. I can't tell if they are real or not. For example, last week I thought Devon was 2 hours late for work because he had overslept. He came in my room in a panic and wondering what to do. It was a dream. He wasn't late to work and hadn't come into my room at all. So, I wake up today to Devon's alarm going off. It's not quite noon. (I didn't get to sleep til sometime after daylight this morning). There was no one here. Wynter was gone, but her tv was on. Devon was gone. Devon had 2 friends stay the night and they were gone. I knew Devon had to work today, but his alarm going off - in the living room! - just really threw me. So, I called my mom - still not quite awake - to find out if she knows anything and to check on the car as she is the one signing the paperwork this morning. My stepfather answers and said that she was on her way up to see us. Huh? Why is she on her way here? Did something happen and that's why the kids aren't here and that's why she's coming up? I went pee and sat there blinking really hard trying to determine if I was really awake or if I was dreaming. Then I started over, trying to figure out what is going on. I was finally cognizant enough to think and called Wynter's cell. She's around the corner at a friend's and won't be home until 10pm - birthday party. She told Devon to tell me. He might have. If he told me while I was asleep, I'll have no memory of it. That's why I also tell him to leave me notes. Devon is at work and he must have taken his friends home, which surprised me. I'm not upset mind you. I have the house ALL TO MYSELF for a few hours today, but I just figured they would be here. And for everyone to be gone when I wake up and for the alarm to be going off in the living room....odd. Oh...and the living room, where 2 of the kids slept was clean! That threw me, too. They always leave their stuff everywhere. And my mom wasn't on her way to see me. She was on her way to the dealership to take care of the things with the car. I feel so much better now. I was so confused. I kept walking from the front of the house to the back. Kept checking the kids rooms over and over again...just to make sure I didn't miss them sitting here...trying not to panic...telling myself that there is an explanation.... It's really not hard to mess with me.