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 dreamed I was at church for a building committee meeting. Brian (our architect) was there presenting. There were two or three other groups there meeting and so midway through we switched to the library. There was food there and my childhood friend Alison was there. She found a load of fresh blueberry bread and said she was going to have one slice, but then the two of us ate the entire loaf. Bill Buhner or someone was writing budget numbers on the board. I took a picture of them.
Afterward, Will and Ben were going to a dinner but Will left his bag outside. It had a red plastic folder inside (the kind that’s like a portable filing pouch.) He has also left a couple of other things. He was sick and appeared to have the flu so I was worried about getting sick but I decided to take them to his office. On the way I stopped off in another room like the library. For some reason I took off my shirt and bra and was washing them. Then a new people came in (Suzie was cleaning and I wondered why.) I explained I had spilled something on my anker and was washing it. Michael was there too.
At one point I had a 1:1 with Elizabeth, my boss. She was yelling at me about staffing but then told me about some program where you and your kid could fly to NY for a mentoring program. I started filling out the application online and realized Austin and aj had already started.
We were trying to do an event at the church. It included a meal for us and then preparing food and toiletry kits for others in need. I was sick and got called to do this reading with Davis. I had to break this big log of cheese I to smaller pieces and set it out on a plate. At the end of the log there was a flower. We had problems getting shaving cream and razors for our toiletry kits.
I was on vacation in another country and was trying to make plans for dinner. I stopped in this one little shopfront and got something that was hooded to be fruit but had a faint seafood taste. I hated it. Michael was in a business meeting in a restaurant. I could see him from the street. He said that the hotel? Shop? Had fresh fruit like oranges that you just had to ask for. Then my ex boyfriend David was trying to get ahold of me. There was a “username” almost like a gamer tag we had to know to communicate but I couldn’t get his right. So he somehow psychically made these marks on my shoulders. It didn’t hurt but was a weird heat sensation. When he did that it somehow connected us and we were able to communicate.
I dreamed that I was at dinner somewhere and they picked me to be an interactive part of the show. I got put in a costume and moved from place to place. At one point I was in a room waiting for the next “act” and I looked around and was in a log cabin. I thought that was an interesting choice of building and I wondered what the complex looked like from the outside. At one point I was in a car and they ran it into the pond. I was shocked that it was really wet- it wasn’t visual effects. I got scared thinking I was in danger but I wasn’t. When I got out of there I was wrapped in a towel and was back in the restaurant. My old high school friend Corrina was there and also in the show. We were excited to see each other. Afterwards, we got tips and there were a ton of them. I kept thinking we had to split them with others but she said no, just us. Then…. Skip ahead after dinner… The next day Michael and I were in an airport ready to go home. There were tons of people there flying to Memphis wearing Ole Miss clothes. Some had leather jackets that were in ole miss colors, and j was wearing a lightweight Ole Miss windbreaker. That night, I went to dinner with Jesse, our financial consultant from the capital campaign. We talked about how fun the dinner theater was – even better than the ones you pay to go to. I told him about the murder mystery one at Biaggis and was trying to describe it to him. I said it was up a notch from Olive Garden. When they brought our food out, they also brought treats for Buster. That’s when I woke up.
I was staying in a dorm room with a group of people. I was sleeping in a big king bed with two other people and there was another room with two queen beds in it. It wasn’t my dorm room, but I was staying and helping keep it clean. I started doing laundry and had three loads of laundry to do. I had started the first two and the third was in the washer. A neighbor came out and wanted to use it and I told him I was done. I put my last load (towels) in the dryer. Then I went to take out the trash but had a hard time finding the correct trash chute. There were a bunch of different ones (some were recycling, but others were for disposing is really obscure things.)
On my way back in, the parents of the guy whose dorm room it was came to visit. I remember wondering if I needed to go stay with Mam-ma so they had somewhere to sleep but then I realized they wouldn’t sleep in a bed with other people so it didn’t really matter.
The father was from India and I had gotten him a gift. It was a wooden watch. When you pushed a button on the top, the front twisted off and popped up and a wooden apple popped out. The first time it fell and landed on the floor but then the father did it again and caught it when it popped out. He was delighted with the gift.
They wanted to go to dinner but the laundry was still in. I went to check the last one and a couple of towels were still wet. I debated about asking the neighbor to take them to the door when they were done but I thought someone would steal them so instead I just took them inside still damp.
My dream started when I went to visit mom and dad. In my dream, they still lived in Springfield and Michael and I went I to visit. I had brought gift cards for the kids but realized I never gave them Christmas gifts and so I felt like I needed to go get a second one for them. Tyrus was at their house and I had given him a cookbook and told him to pick out a recipe and we would make it together. He picked out box macaroni and we were trying to choose an option where we turned it into a fancier dish. The options I remember you added shrimp or prosciutto. After dinner we went outside by the pool (which was like a resort pool.) A woman was walking around cleaning up poison that was on the ground. Young men that were waiters brought out shot glasses with frozen drinks, but I didn’t take one. Michael and I started streaming Netflix and were worried we would use all their data and mom wouldn’t be able to play her computer games. When mom would go into the bathroom, she would play games and a light would spin outside the door showing she was using data.
Then the scene changes and we couldn’t communicate without intervention. We had to take turns and we could either ask a question or tell the other person something. But then there were only three choices which never seemed to align with what I wanted to say. For example, I wanted to ask what was happening, but the only choices for questions didn’t include that. If I did get the chance to ask a valid question, the answers presented for Michael to choose from also weren’t relevant. At the same time, there was a huge risk- we could not go through the door and leave because time would change, and we would either lose years or gain them. It was very uncomfortable.