I dreamed we went to an Old Miss basketball game show and tell. The players were all demonstrating and I couldn’t tell if they were robots or real. Done had really huge muscles. After their demo, Ana and Ben were taking pictures and posing for photo ops. The coach, or whoever was in charge had to leave unexpectedly but said the events would be continued the next day. After we left I found Michael in the library in some sort of a meeting.
At a festival at church. No one had told me what to do so I got a big popcorn machine like they had at the braves game and started making popcorn. We were supposed to be done by midnight and I was finished. Suddenly we were in a school. Whoever was in charge was leaving and Michael and I left with some other guy. Two guys were staying there to get high and we were worried about them. The next morning we came back to church and Davis was doing communion and Ben was helping. The two men were missing and someone told everyone what happened and they were in the hospital. For communion we had water instead of wine and I had my glass covered in foil. One lady asked a question in the middle of communion.
In this dream, I was at work and was trying to decide on who to choose for a long term project. As I dug around, I realized that we had done a “pilot” with one company that was much more expensive. We were paying for 15 hours a year at $750 per hour or something crazy and they were supposed to advise us on a project. Apparently the outcome of this project was us storing a bunch of paperwork in a storage facility overseas. I told Elizabeth that was ridiculous and that we needed to scan the papers and then get rid of them or donate them. A woman was there to meet with me about this and it was someone I was supposed to already know but I didn’t. Suddenly I was in a church and Ben was the rector. It was huge. They said this person was in the library giving “air massages” so I went to the library and she was sitting in a little kids chair. As j walked through the big church I realized how much more Ben has to focus on that I realize to keep everything running. At the end of the dream I was trying to decide on a type of sandwich- pimento cheese or spam.
I was at a camp only it was in a huge mansion. I was aling around the perimeter of the house and Was about to take the trash to the street. Someone (maybe Austin’s friend Joseph’s) grandma asked if I wanted to go down the street and deliver something to another house. I said sure but that I wanted to put on tennis shoes instead of flip flops. I went into my room and then thought I would go to the bathroom too. It was the first time I had been in the bathroom and there were around 20 light switches on the wall but none of them seemed to work. I sat down on the toilet and it was a bidet and I was worried since I couldn’t see to read the instructions.
I was wearing grey workout pants and so I grabbed a grey and red tshirt to wear but it ended up being a sweatshirt which would be too hot.
We left and walked down the store and the other house was like a big frat house and had a tropical theme outdoors. We walked in and the air was thick with marijuana smoke. Someone (maybe Katy) came storming out saying that everything had marijuana in it. She said that te name of the house might as well mean Mississippi marijuana. There were five or six boys laying around on couches and they were mad saying, “why didn’t you tell us your mom was coming?” I told them it wouldn’t have mattered because the smell was so strong there would be no hiding it. They had all sorts of desserts (donuts, rice Krispy treats, brownies) but I couldn’t eat any of them because they had pot in them. Then we started examining every piece of furniture and small bags of pot were sewn into them. Literally everything in the house had some in it. Ben had been by earlier and been sent with some, but he didn’t know it.
I was trying to either buy or sell a house. Ben invited us to a meeting at his real-estate company. The goal was to show us how process-oriented the team was. Will and Davis both worked there as well. The meeting was well- run. In the middle, I looked over and Anna and Henry had a marker and were writing their names on our nice orange blanket. I ran over and told them, “you know better than to write on a blanket.” They asked if it was mine, and I said yes and asked them to please not write on it any more. Against my better judgement I left the market with them. At the end of the meeting, they were putting supplies away and were using empty attic space over the offices for storage but there was no methodology. I told them that to be really process driven they needed an organized solution for storage. Austin’s friend Chris was there and climbed up in the scaffolding and was climbing and jumping around like he was a monkey.
I was at work but it was a different and unfamiliar building. I had come in and was very tired and so was resting my eyes at my desk before work/ once everyone started coming in, I went over near the door and there were fun games. I was trying to read the instructions with another lady but we couldn’t understand the rules. At one station you were supposed to get a pair of plastic sunglasses and decorate them. At the other one there were large plastic flat Coke bottles. Somehow you could win a large garbage bag full of glitter. I was worried that you had to be on the phones to participate but I picked up the items anyway. As I was walking back to my desk, I walked through the lobby for our consumer division. My old high school friend Kristal was there escorting a customer back. There were a lot of customers in the lobby and I thought that was odd. There was also a contest that involved nerf guns. I was excited because I was picking up everyone else’s bullets they left lying around. I told someone the story of how many of those I had thrown away over the years. I picked up a bunch from Ben’s cubicle.
Once I got back to my desk, I couldn’t concentrate on work. I had been working on a TextBroker assignment after hours writing content for our online portal for Shirlwy (my friend from church.) Also she had me writing consumer contest materials where agents could win a southwest flight to a bull riding event. No one knew I was writing those since they were after hours, but I couldn’t stop thinking about them.
So I decided to go to lunch. I went with one of Dylans’s old friend’s mothers and three of her friends. One friend in particular was very cute. She was black and had braces. They all wanted to know if she was pregnant but she wouldn’t answer. Then she wanted to know how we knew each other and they wouldn’t answer!
I was in school of some sort, but it was not high school or college. It seemed like some sort of adult learning. There was a dorm and a cafeteria. I was getting soda and lunch and I had a really old dollar bill – it was very soft and faded. I was trying to plan my next schedule.
There was some sort of mystery – we went to a vet’s office but they wouldn’t let me look around. They invited Ben back, and he figured out the password. Then he was looking at a picture and realized there was a shoe hidden in a crevice in the photo. Someone had a dream and told him about it, and then he saw the picture.