(Which is one of the reasons I chose card stock that could be written on w/a regular ball point pen, making it easy for folks who–like me–make notes about where they met me/what we talked about.)

I know what you mean about not wanting to toss old cards. Why not make it your mission to uncover every place in town with a “drop your business card here and you could win a free lunch.” You’ll get through the reminders faster, and likely enjoy some lovely meals.

Thank you for coming by. Lovely to see your face here.

Thanks for sharing your day with me.

Maybe there’s a source of help I’ve been too embarrassed to tap. Or something I feel I haven’t earned. Dunno.

As for your animal dreams, you say they’re coming into your house. I always consider my house in a dream to represent me. Your mileage may vary, of course, but from that standpoint, you may be right on the mark with your interpretation. These critters weren’t invited, so perhaps they’ve been sent (by Team Judy) to get you accept the wilder, more ferocious, aspects of your nature–the aspects that frighten you.

Or even more interestingly, perhaps rather than being sent, they belong in your house. They’ve lived there all along, but you’re somehow maintaining denial. So, in a way, it’s not about you, it is you. We (read: I) can get pretty attached to what’s safe and appropriate to include in our range of expression. Just because we don’t want to see the beasts within doesn’t mean they’re not there.

Rawr!