I dreamed that I was traveling and had come back to work. The office was set up kind of like the Opinion Center – in the mall and you walk in the front and into a long hall with doors along the right side. I was wearing a pantsuit and some black high-heeled sandals that made me look really thin. There was a woman visiting, and I went next door and told them she needed to buy yellow shoes and they should give her high heels. I said I wanted flats, so they gave me yellow striped socks. When the woman walked in, she wanted the striped socks too. We made plans to go to dinner, and she left to get her things. Then suddenly I heard blood curdling screams. I ran back into the office, and James (from the church) was there mopping the floors. I asked if the screams had come from in there, and he didn’t know. I was sure she was being murdered and I was afraid to go look. I woke up.
When I went back to sleep, I was in my childhood home in Halfway. I was asleep in my mom and dad’s bedroom, and Shirley’s dog was in the bed with me. She started barking like crazy and I looked out the window. There were headlights and cars overturned in the yard. I thought I was going to be shot. I called 911, and I realized I didn’t know their address anymore, but they knew where I was calling from. They said everything was safe now, and I looked and the dog had stopped barking, so I figured it must be. I wondered where Shirley was and if she was the one who had been murdered in my last dream.
I dreamed I had been living in some sort of orphanage in Manila. I was moving out and was trying to pack up the room. At first I thought it had closed but then people started appearing again. Jennifer or Sarah was the name of the lady who ran it and two of her big bosses were there as well. I filled two big bags with thing that I didn’t want but I thought someone might. Things included a small wooden box that had cigars in them. (I took the cigars out and put them in my winnie the pooh jewelry box.) There were some stuffed animals and some clip on toys like austin used to have. There were some hair barrettes. I took one bag (a sturdy one so used to take to the beach) and filled it with things I wanted to keep (the pooh jewelry boxes, my bert doll, and a few other things.). I ran out of time to finish and so I set the giveaway bags in the middle of the hall and went to tell Sarah. She was on her room/office and had a big pile of brown goo all over her hands and a piece of paper. She tried to hide it. She said it was fine but I could tell she was annoyed. A little boy with big eyes came up asking for a toy and I said he needed to ask one of the adults. Other kids started getting into the toys and got yelled at and so I said to just go stand by them and ask nicely for one when the adult came. He was very cute.
My friend Karen was there with another guy I didn’t recognize. She said we had to go or I would miss my flight. We went to the elevator and she used my phone to call a taxi. He was texting back and negotiating to try to get someone famous in the car with us. He finally quoted a price of $65. We pushed the buttons to get in the elevator but they opened and closed so fast we missed a few. Finally we ran and got on one. The taxi driver texted and said he was stuck in traffic so the rate would be $165. I started freaking out and gave the phone to Karen. We got in a horse drawn carriage and then I was panicked because I thought we were driving away from where the taxi driver was picking us up. There was a “balance due” button and when I hit it it said $65 so I didn’t understand the pricing.
I told Karen and her friend that I liked the dance team on AGT from Manila and they just pursed their lips and didn’t say much so I got the impression they didn’t like them.
I dreamed that someone (a couple) was coming to stay in my granny’s house. When they pulled up they saw a broken rosary hanging in one of the windows and said they wouldn’t stay in that room. I couldn’t tell from the outside which room that was in but we promised they could stay in a different room.
Evidently, I knew that the house (or at least part of the rooms) were haunted but I didn’t tell them. We started to set them up in Granny’s room and then realized that the bed was a single bed and it was weird- not a normal mattress but a leather-like hospital bed. Also there was a bench in the room covered in mouse poop. So we switched them to a different room but that was the one with the broken rosary.
Before I could reach a resolution on that dream, it switched and mom and dad were visiting. Suddenly they were the ones looking for a room and we told Dylan that the only logical choice was for them to stay with him in his apartment. (which he doesn’t have IRL) He didn’t want anyone staying with him.
Also woven in, there was an escape room. Apparently I had a group of friends and every week we would go to an escape room. We had almost mastered one but sometimes still made a mistake. While mom was in town we were going to go to a different one.
On the way I stopped at a library to get a library card. It was a difficult process but we got it done. It required filling out several forms and finding certain books and scanning pages.
We then left for dinner.
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.
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.
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.
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.