In this dream, I was living in a dorm or shared apartment of some sort with other girls. I had gone to the roof which was a forbidden area and I saw eggs all over the roof. Then we were in an elevator. There were several of us and I was falling asleep. The elevator broke and the numbers kept spinning and going very high. I called for help and they got us off, but then the guy realized we were in trouble. Then I snuck back to the roof with two girlfriends. We saw eggs hatch and they were these small colorful little people – maybe about 6 inches tall. As soon as they hatched they could walk and talk. My friend who is a gymnist started to talk to one who said she could jump high. They both started flipping and jumping across the roof. Then we realized that each one of us had a doppleganger – a little person who shared our traits. About that time, we realized that someone had been notified we were on the roof so we were trying to escape. First, I remembered that there were stairs in the bathroom. So I ran in but couldn’t find the door to the stairs. So we decided to take the elevator. We tried to cover the camera but I was worried we had not successfully done so. We made it back to our rooms and someone said something about “noticing” the poles in our rooms. We realized we were in a lot of danger, and that somehow they were cloning us or using our DNA to create these little creatures, but we didn’t know why.
I dreamed I was doing an escape room. There was a series of three different rooms, and I think I was with work colleagues. Each group was categorized based on their anticipated success, and I had been chosen for the “best” team that was going to go last. I was very proud. We were in a camp-like environment in some kind of a cabin. My old boss John was there (who I haven’t seen in years) and he came up and gave me a clue. I don’t remember exactly what he said, but I knew he was going to hand me some kind of a dice or cube with letters on it, and I would have to turn it sideways to use it. He also gave me a note, and the “e” was turned sideways. We were getting ready to begin, and I had to go to the restroom. I ran into the bathroom which was connected off of the back of the main room. I heard the timer start, and I was a little worried about missing the beginning, but I knew I could catch up. When I came back in, I went outside on the porch, and there was a rice krispy treat on the ground. I started eating it and then thought that I should have left it because maybe it was a clue. As the dream continued, we were no longer in the camp cabin, but we were in a building that had many escape rooms in it. There was a problem – things in the escape room were not working properly. I don’t remember the details now. But I figured out what was causing the problem and we fixed it. When I woke up, it seemed that we had fixed the escape rooms and were going to win.
**Background** I did go to an escape room yesterday to plan a VIPKid meetup.
I had two dreams that I remember. Earlier in the night I dreamed that dad was living in a condo or apartment somewhere. I had gone to take a shower and these people came up though the parking garage and got in the shower with me. I was glaring at the mother and asking the kids for room. I was very uncomfortable because I was naked and I kept saying “you are in my shower!” but then I realized this was the community shower and wasn’t meant for anything but the pool/beach while you were clothed. So still naked I went inside but realized I didn’t have a key to get back in the condo. The woman told me to go into the hall and call dad. Fortunately he got off the elevator right when I got in the hall so I got a key from him.
Later I dreamed I was in a video call from work. It was very early in the morning so I was in the bedroom and my hair was a real mess. But everyone was really friendly and talking to each other’s family. Brian (my colleague) was upset because he was trying to fire someone and Elizabeth wanted to keep them. When I got done with the call, Michael sent me outside which was weird. I was on the front porch of the house I grew up in. But it had started to rain and was really comfortable so I sat down in the porch swing to eat my breakfast.
Wow I had a really detailed dream this time but was abruptly woken up so I’m not sure how much I will remember. I was in a giant old house and had found three secret passageways that led to an attic that was in a different world. One of the entrances was accessed via a button on the fireplace remote. One of them was a secret passage in a wall accessed by pushing a button in a knothole in wood paneling, and I knew there was a third but couldn’t find it when I was looking for it.
The dream started when a kid accidentally pushed the button on the remote. I heard walls moving and then came running in. I didn’t want them to find the other entrances.
The next thing I remember I had gone through the entrances and suddenly it wasn’t an attic in my house but it was an attic in my church. Ben, our priest, was holding a meeting and apparently people had been accessing the world regularly and moving there. There was no government and no taxes and because of that there was really no infrastructure. There were starting to be problems and there was no currency to fix them. We were brainstorming in the meeting and first decided to host a ball. Men would wear formal attire and women would wear wedding dresses. As we continued to discuss, someone built up added security at the entrances. I thought about shouting “build a wall” but thought it might not be appreciated in the mixed democrat/republican group. Ben was trying to write the motion on a whiteboard (which is weird, since he never does that in meetings.) The marker was out of ink though so you could barely read it.
So the motion passed to increase security between the worlds and discourage people from coming and going. I asked “What happens to the people who are already in the world? Are you not going to let them come back?” And no one had an answer. Finally they agreed they would just discourage it but not prevent it.
There were three levels to the world- the entry level where the attic was, a second level and a third level. We were going to try to keep people on the third level so it was more separated from “our world.” Also there were new entrances being discovered every day- Ben held up one that was literally just a little button on a piece of paper. We didn’t know about all of them.
After the meeting, I left and went out of the attic. I had assumed that the ball was cancelled but then Michael said he would take me to go get a wedding dress. He was joking that he had never been able to take someone shopping for one of those and see it. I said that there wasn’t going to be a ball and he said he had talked to Ben who said there would be. I laughed and said that it was a terrible way to discourage movement between the worlds- to show everyone the doors and have a great time and then say don’t use them. We decided Ben just really wanted to have the ball.
There were also some sort of snowman people who lived in this world.
I dreamed I was playing games. I was with a weird mixture of people from home and a guy from work I had never met before but he was staying with a friend. I was not dressed up- I was in sweat pants and. t-shirt. We were playing online trivia. I had a teeny tiny computer and I saw a mouse on the table so I plugged it in. The mouse was huge (uncomfortably so) and I joked it was almost bigger than my computer.
When that was over the kids were there and we had a box of tiny plastic items and had to find certain ones. I thought it was an alligator we had to find then someone said no it was a can of gumbo.
I dreamed that Michael handed me an old folder and asked me to follow up on it. When I looked at it, it was an old lawyer file. I met with the lawyer and we had a second office. next to Michael’s downstairs. It was light and airy and painted buttery yellow. The lawsuit had to do with a backpack and was several years before. The woman who had been working on it was no longer with the company. First I said I just wanted my retainer back but then I realized that some kid was suing us. So they left and were going to try to get the kid to drop the case. As they were leaving they pointed out that our kitchen (which was the old kitchen from my childhood house in Halfway) had piles or horse poop in it. The lady tried to sweep up outside and I got a broom and swept up in the kitchen but it was wet and just smeared.
Last night I dreamed that I met a personal trainer. He resembled Jason Momoa only he was more clean cut with neater hair and fewer tattoos. But his build was very similar – he was HUGE! Normally I don’t like super-muscular men, but he was very attractive. He started helping me with something and had his arms around me. We started dating.
In the midst of this, there were large locker rooms with rows and rows of showers. There was a debate about whether or not the showers should remain, and I pointed out how many people were using them. I said that women used to just walk around stinky all day but now we have a better option. There were concerns about privacy, but no one really looked at anyone else in the shower. At one point, there was even a man in there, but he was looking down at the ground not at any of the showers. It was strange that they had clear doors rather than opaque though.
Then we were telling someone (a family member? a team leader?) that he needed to make sure that the other personal trainer didn’t go with us on family vacation again, because this new one would be going. Apparently, we were going to pay him to work out with us. I was talking to another girl/woman and we wondered if this man was actually going to tell the old guy (who looked a lot like my ex husband Jeff) or if he was going to end up paying for both. We said that we have to stop adding things on and start paying things off.
Then “Jason” and I had gone to Honduras. We were not going to stay for the whole mission trip but we had come to help plan and set up. As the clinics were getting ready to open, we got ready to go back to San Pedro Sula. I realized we didn’t have a ride or any money. Penny Sisson was standing there so I went to ask her how to get a safe taxi. She was very upset with us and said that it wasn’t ok that we just showed up and put a strain on mission resources. I told her not to worry, we would take care of it. I assumed we would be safe because Jason was so big. No one could mess with us really. I figured as we walked, we could hitch a ride on the back of a truck at some point and/or get a taxi in Santa Barbara.
We got to the first city down the mountain and there were several storefronts. I wanted to buy some water but I didn’t have any Honduran limpira. A little boy started walking with us and I recognized him from the village. He took us to a shop where we could exchange $20. He said I wouldn’t like the $50 note, and when I looked it’s because it had a picture of someone stabbing someone else on it. All of the notes were really big, and I asked him if they had changed. I suspected they might be fake, but I trusted him. That’s when I woke up.
Michael and I purchased a lake house. It was on the edge of, or in, a campground because we saw lots of campers going back and forth walking by. It was a huge house. I counted 4 or 5 bedrooms plus it seemed like there were other sleeping areas. We planned to add additional beds in the bedrooms so more people could come and stay.
When we first moved in, I know Sandy was there, a bunch of kids (boys), and Hetz and CeCe. I was really excited that they came. I was trying really hard to remember the names of their kids (Adam, Seth, and Greta.) Most people had to leave and go to some sort of sporting event, but they would be back. Sandy stayed, but she stayed in bed most of the time. I just relaxed and didn’t have any agenda.
We purchased the house fully furnished, and I kept wondering what the story was from the people we bought it from. We didn’t know anything about them, and I had a weird feeling about it. We were staying there and hadn’t even changed the sheets on the bed. Michael started freaking out about the pillow shams, and I explained that he should take the shams off and use the pillowcases underneath.
There was a commercial on tv for a movie where people had purchased a vacation house a lot like ours. The storyline was normal, but every character’s face was like a monster’s face, but no one was acknowledging it. I thought it was really strange.
I also went to turn in some construction plans. Twice, people thought that my name was Carrie, or they thought I said I need to carry something. It was very strange, and I felt like it must have some significance for someone named Carrie that I knew.
I wanted to find out about the change request process, and Michael yelled and told me that the plans were now final and there could be no changes.
Clearly, this has something to do with my persona – both the people who looked like monsters on the outside but were living a normal (and parallel life) as well as the idea of the pillow shams with the outsides being dirty but the insides being ok to use. I’m not sure what the story is, but there’s something meaningful there.
I dreamed we had begun looking for a new house to buy. I had given a budget of $236k- $300k. We looked at several but didn’t care for them. We looked at one that was like a double wide trailer but it had two entrances. There were two master suites on the floor. There was a huge laundry room too with an industrial washing machine. We were most worried about whether Buster would like the place or not. We spent the night there for several nights then decided we weren’t going to buy it.