Dream Home?

I dreamed that we had just moved into a new home. It was a beautiful home and I absolutely loved it. The best part was that there were multiple areas designed for entertaining. When you walked in the back door, there was a covered (or perhaps screened in) porch with lots of seating. In the living room, it was a big open floor plan with several conversational areas. Aunt Sandy was there and Ashley was there. We were sitting and talking and enjoying ourselves. The house sat on a lake, and I looked out the window and saw gravestones floating in the lake toward our house. I was horrified and thought that flooding must have caused this, and I was certain there were dead bodies in the lake below the surface as well. I called someone to report this, and they said I needed to add something to our water before we drank it. I was horrified thinking that we might be drinking water that was contaminated with bodies. I didn’t have any of the chemicals they were talking about so I tried to use hand sanitizer, but it ended up being anti-microbial hand lotion (not even sure what that is!)

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Clean Sweep

I dreamed that I was renting office space in a building. I had two large rooms, but was only using one. I had my desk, phone and Internet in one and then a door led to another room that I was using for storage. The Tenant across the hall asked if they could temporarily rent space, and I walked to the landlords office and she said yes, but then it occurred to me that I could consolidate to one room and they could use the other room. She was ok with that too. I got lost on my way back to the office – there were many hallways and it was on the edge of a mall. Normally I entered from Dillard’s and I couldn’t find Dillard’s. Eventually I found it. I talked to them and they were very interested. They wanted to create a waiting room. We walked into the messy storage room and I was embarrassed for them to see it. The items in there were all things I could get rid of. Then I thought about moving into that room so their waiting room could be across the hall instead of around the corner. I wasn’t sure how the internet and phone would work though. They saw another waiting room with furniture and tv and really liked that.

Runaway

I dreamed that there was an accident outside our house and someone was killed. It involved an 18 wheeler. Alex went outside and was trying to take pictures. I was upset and horrified. I went to a tanning bed and it was $100 and I felt guilty for spending the money. Then the lady added a 20 percent tip which was crazy. When the lady at the tanning place realized we saw the accident, she told us to stop by this sandwich shop in the building and said they would give me a free sandwich, which they did. I went back to the house and I was sharing a bedroom with someone (an old roommate of mine?) and there was someone in a second bedroom. The roommate was talking about moving my office furniture out so I could have a private bedroom but then pointed out I needed the office furniture. But I very badly wanted a private room. Then I had the kids and Buster again and we were in a hotel. We were following a man and I was lost and couldn’t find the room. He led me to it. Then we were almost sharing a room- we had to walk through his room to get to ours. It was strange, but I was happy to be away from the scene of the accident.

Work, writing and glitter

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!

Coming to terms…

There was some sort of newcomer celebration at the church, but in a field.  At home, I threw out all my high heels, leaving one pair of black flats in the closet.  I went to talk to Dylan about Austin, and I went to the bathroom but forgot to close the door.  I was trying to figure out what happened at a night club some time back.  I was also (maybe in this dream or maybe in another) caught in a work situation in a frilly nightgown.


Now, I haven’t been interpreting dreams very long, but if there was ever a dream that was pointing to my persona, this is it.  High heels represent discomfort to me on one hand, but also what people expect to see.  I think that perhaps this has to do with throwing out my hesitation to be myself – weird dreams and all – and just embracing it.  Forget what other people will think.  I need to be comfortable myself.  Same thing with the bathroom – you are “supposed” to close the door, but in my dream, it wasn’t awkward at all, and I wasn’t uncomfortable.  And the nightgown at work?  My conscious mind says that I shouldn’t be talking about dreams, and spirits, and angels, and spirituality outside of a very small, private group.  But… it’s out there.  I’m in my nightgown for all to see.  But you know what, it’s a pretty nightgown and I like it. 🙂

Zombie Dorm

I was in a city that was being taken over by zombies.  I was in a dorm building.  I seemed to have this dream two different times, because there were two different sequences of actions.  In the dorms, there were lots of doors – some locked and some didn’t.  In the upstairs hallways, there were exterior doors that led into the hallway, but then there were also interconnected rooms that just opened to one another, and did not connect to the hallway.  I was trying to decide if I should lock those or keep them open – which was a greater risk?Snip20160522_3

By De Vries, David [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

 

The first time that I was in this dream, I was obsessed with cleaning the rooms as I locked them.  The second time, I was just locking the doors and windows.  The first floor doors didn’t lock, so we had to assume that the zombies would get into the building, and just lock the doors on the second floor.  There was lots of running from room to room.  At one point, I climbed into a window.  I went to a meeting in a bar*, and it started with a prayer.  I had a baby carriage with me.  All my liberal friends left and looked at me like, “What are you doing here?”  Jon W. from church was there, and he was trying to sell me cases of Snickers bars.  It was $200 for a case of snickers.  I bought two individual bars for $6.  At the end, a friend who was on the “other side” of the war was setting up codes that we could use to share information.  At one point, I was in what felt like a basement of a house with several different rooms.  Some rooms had doors that linked to tunnels that went outside.  There was a living space and a bathroom.  Lots and lots of doors (which, for obvious reasons, is a risk when you are trying to fortify against zombies.)

*Maybe instead of it being two dreams, I was in the dorm before the meeting and then again after the meeting.

Haunted House

Right before I woke up this morning, I had a very strange (and long) dream.  We had bought a new house… this time, the new house was actually the one we are in now (that we moved into last August.)  And our old one (not our actual old one) was up for sale.  Our realtor and friend Lynn was selling it, and it was staged really cutely!  I’d gotten a text from Donald Trump saying he was single again if I was interested.  I answered him and said I was married, but I did have a house for sale if HE was interested.  We met him out at a restaurant, but that part of the dream was a blur that I don’t really remember.

Then we were in the new house, but there was a dead body  there.  We didn’t know how to get rid of it, so we just kept it in a black trash bag.  I don’t know how it came to be there.  We had to have people over to our new house, and we had delayed as much as we could, but our friend (and former homeowner association president’s wife) Nancy said we had to.  We were trying to figure out if we could put the bag in an area that was off limits.  That night, she was spending the night but was sleeping in an outside shed.  Michael and I were asleep and I woke up to a terrible storm.  The window in the bedroom had blown open, and it was blowing and lightening outside.  Our radio came on, and identified our yard as being the most haunted place in somewhere (the city? the state?)  They said they’d studied it, and you can see the ghosts at night.  I went and shut the window and tried to lock it, but none of them were locking properly.  I think I finally got them locked, after several tries.  Then the phone rang.  I went out to lock the garage door, and Michael said not to lock it because we promised to leave it open if Nancy needed anything.  Nancy was on the phone and she was updating the emergency contact list for the neighborhood.  She had replaced one person with us.  We got to someone else on the list, and Michael asked “Do they have a bigger house ghost than us?”  I looked at him horrified, and he winked like it was funny.