I took advantage of the extra hour last night to watch the first two episodes of a miniseries on PBS: The Amazing Mrs. Pritchard. It's about a supermarket manager who accidently talks to a TV crew after breaking up a candidate fight in front of her store. She thinks politics should be brought back to the people and as she is interviewed more and more, and acquires political and financial sponsors, other new candidates all over England join her Purple Alliance. It's been fascinating so far seeing how the English "machine" works and how the change affects her family. There's another ep tonight and the last one next week.
Right before I woke up today, I dreamed that I had a husband who had come home from war, bringing a little boy who had lost all his family. As I started going through his stuff to clean and repair, I realized that there was a code and a message, but the message was incomplete. He had one bag he'd forbidden me to open and I was sure the rest of the message was in there. He was moody and withdrawn and I was worried that it wasn't just the war, but whatever this message was, so early one morning, while he and the boy were asleep, I opened the bag. And then I woke up. Not fair!