Making Room for the Next Phase

I was living in a “new” house although it felt like I had been there a while. The house was large, and I didn’t understand how much space it had. I was getting ready to clean it, and I discovered that in addition to the main house, there was an entirely new floor below (in the basement) that had a very long hallway with extra rooms. Many of them were bedrooms, and in fact some had multiple bunk beds. I remember thinking that I didn’t realize how much extra sleeping space we had. I felt overwhelmed at the idea of cleaning it all, but I closed off some of the rooms that I wasn’t going to need immediately, and then I started cleaning my own bedroom first. I was dusting a shelf, and there were items from my childhood that I didn’t really like. There were some very feminine, girly things like ceramic hearts with fake lace around the edge. I thought to myself that I didn’t need to keep those things, and that I needed to donate them or sell them.

Then the dream shifted (or maybe it was a second dream.) I was supposed to go to the young adult group at the church and talk to them about Servant Ministry projects. I was supposed to be there at a certain time. First, I was in a big area that resembled an airport but with lots of food places. I was looking for something to eat. It also felt a little like a college dorm cafeteria. I was planning to eat and then go to the meeting. I stopped Will and asked if it was ok if I turned it into a game. I was planning to do trivia like “How many people did we feed with Stop Hunger Now?” He said that was fine. But then I missed the event (maybe this is when I was cleaning??) Dylan came in and said that he and his dad had done it, and although he hadn’t wanted to go, he ended up winning the trivia.

Skeletons (and snakes) in the Attic

I awoke in the middle of the night with this dream.

Michael wanted to fix a grill that hasn’t worked since we moved in and said it would save us $1000 a year. (This is not a grill irl.) I wondered how it would do that but I didn’t ask.

Alex was sleeping in an attic bedroom. It was set up like Austin’s old room but if you went through the door, there was an area win a low ceiling where his bed was.

Michael and I were up there and he had a carton of milk on the floor. There was a notice on it saying that if milk was left in the attic, we were not insured. I was worried that nothing was covered in the attic and wondered if we should move his bed into the main room or even downstairs. I was worried.

We were In the  bonus room discussing and saw something under the rug like a mouse. 

Buster started to chase it and I was going to let him catch it. Suddenly it put its head up  and it was a copper head snake. It was very small but his heady was shiny like a penny. I started yelling at Buster not to chase it, and then I hit it with a lawn chair and it flipped back and hit me. I was frantically trying to get it off of me when I woke up shaking.

Swingin’ in the Rain

Michael and I went back to our old house. The new owners were gone so we just went in through the garage. We got in their bed for some reason. Then they got home and we told the realtor who was with us to stall them so we could make the bed. I was not wearing any pants- just a tshirt. I tried to think of an explanation but ended up finding jeans to put on. We went into the living room and statues visiting with them but it was very awkward. They had the old orange furniture I grew up with in the living room. Then I got up to get something I left in the bedroom and walked  in on the man. I apologized and said “old habits” and left. When we left it was raining but the lady had to get ready for a job interview. We left and went to the Disney offices where Lois worked in my dream. We were in the lobby and there were huge framed Disney posters that were quotes. In the atrium was a golf course. The lady who bought our house came in and was auditioning to be a gospel singer. She kept walking back and forth looking for the right elevator. Then I got in a swing and was trying to swing higher and higher. I was trying to swing to the 2nd floor but got so high I almost touched the ceiling. As I was coming down I got terrified because I felt like I was free falling and might slip out of the swing at the bottom, but I was able to hang on. Once it stabilized after that I started dragging my feet in the ground and messing up everyone’s golf balls just to be obnoxious. I thought that was fun. We left and went to a shady bar. I tried to go to the bathroom and they were at the end of a dark hallway. There were only curtains dividing the toilet from other rooms and I heard other people. I thought it was very creepy and left before using the bathroom. We left and it was still raining.

This One Time at Band Camp

I was attending some sort of band camp, as a chaperone I think. I was trying to set up two campsites that were accessible to one another: one for me and one for a friend of mine in a wheelchair. I had to ensure that the sites were handicap accessible which meant they had to be configured a certain way with the gravel and the sidewalks where he could get to them. I was trying to plan on my phone, and I was making power points with pictures configured a certain way. I was also trying to make a point about not being alone in your camp with others of the opposite sex, so the pictures were fairly suggestive.  I needed to edit them and someone showed me how to use my finger and make an “x” over the people I wanted to edit out. It was so easy! Once I got everything planned, I tried to contact my friend using a button (that looked like an Amazon Dash button) and a small mirror. Then I was going to go have dinner with mam-ma and Sandy. I was trying to shower and I joked to someone that I should take Mr. Baker to dinner with them. We laughed because he likely wouldn’t enjoy it much. 

Family Ties

I had gone to visit family. Originally, the event started out as Christmas Eve at my maternal granny’s house. Then as I was hugging everyone, my Aunt Sandy (my dad’s sister) was there. My first thought was, “What is she doing here?” Then my second thought was how amazing she looked. Her face was full of color and energy. She looked more well and vibrant than she had in years. People were sad about something – it was as though she had stopped treatment for some illness and she was going to die, but in the meantime she had a much better quality of life. My aunt Vicki was also there, and the two of them were going to go to Walmart. I said I would go with them but had to find some socks. I went to the room I was staying in (this was an unfamiliar house- not one that anyone in my family owns.) The room had twin beds in it, and Dylan was there. I went through all the drawers but couldn’t find any socks. Eventually I grabbed a pair that belonged to someone else. By that time, Sandy and Vicki had disappeared and a biker was there. This young man was famous and had been biking across country. He had stopped by the house as he passed. I introduced him to someone. Then suddenly the scene changes and it was no longer Christmas but instead was my paternal grandfather’s funeral. (In real life, I don’t remember meeting him because he died when I was little.) I never saw him- he was upstairs. But I left before the funeral. I hugged Sandy goodbye and she said thank you for coming. No one was upset I was leaving early.

Of proms and meetings

I was at a conference of some sort. We were away at a meeting and had one final day. Our rom had changed and we were down to four people attending.  I had to go out to a car to help someone carry something in, and they had a dozen pink roses that someone had given to me. My friend I was helping put one in her button hole but then I cut the rest very short and put them in a shallow dish with less than an inch of water. They got very soggy immediately. We ate Mediterranean food for lunch, then I went to see Mam-ma and Sandy. They were in their old house. Mam-ma had a beauty shop chair and sink in her bedroom so she could get her hair done. I pulled Sandy’s sheets off her bed to wash them. I was so tired, I was supposed to be meeting with people but I laid down for a nap instead, and it was a great nap! When I woke up, Mam-ma had taken meat I had started to cook and put it in the oven. I started to make Sandy’s bed but ran out of time. Just before I left, there was a phone call. It was a boy on high school calling my friend Mac. I said he was calling about prom which made everyone laugh since it implied my friend was going to prom with him, so I clarified what he wanted to talk about.

Mam-ma

As a bit of backstory: my grandmother Mam-ma is very sick, and has been having a series of health problems.  My Aunt Sandy, who has been disabled for years and years and is not in great health, has been taking care of her.  Clearly – this is weighing on my mind, waking and sleeping….

Last night, my dream began with going to see Mam-ma.  She was very, very thin and was so small that I could pick her up.  I had carried her to her chair*, and she was mostly just a head and torso, her legs and arms were so thin.

There were a number of people at Mam-ma and Sandy’s house.  (This was their old house on Kentwood Street.)  I wanted to take a shower, but there were lots of people around the room in which I was going to shower, so Aunt Sandy said I could use her bathroom.  Now, Sandy’s bathroom was very small in real life, and it didn’t actually have a shower in it – it was a half bath with a toilet and a sink.  In this dream, however, Sandy’s room didn’t have a bed at all*.  It had a chair, two showers, and a big pink bathtub that was very notable.

Before I took my shower, I was looking for clothes to wear.  I had a blue sweater, and I was looking for a dark blue shirt to wear with it.  I was having a hard time finding one, and was getting frustrated.

At some point – I think in Sandy’s room – there was a girl there who was friends with my friend Kathy J.  She was looking for something I think.  Later (in another dream?  later in this dream?) I saw her, and she had what she was looking for – it was a toolbox full of video games.  Her appearance looked different once she had found this toolbox, and I remember thinking how odd it was that having that could have made such a difference.

*The rest of the story?  While this may be a bit of a stretch, it could also be a bit of synchronicity.  Later in the day following the dream, I called and talked to Aunt Sandy to get an update on Mam-ma’s condition.  Last night, she was lying in bed and having trouble breathing.  She was in a lot of pain, and Sandy had to help her move to her chair where she is sleeping.  She is not very comfortable, and wants to be in her bed lying down, but is spending all of her time in a chair for the moment.


Mam-ma, very thin

Sandy – no bed, chair, and two showers and pink tub

kitchen full of people shower in Sandy’s room

Kathy’s friend

toolbox of gamer stuff

appearance looked diff

Blue sweater – looking for blue shirt