This morning right before I woke up, I had a strange dream. Michael and I had both traveled somewhere for work. I was dealing with a change in process for coding invoices. The GL code was changing, and there was a problem that was going to affect someone’s paycheck. Once we got that sorted out, we met back at the hotel to check in.
This is where it got weird. The hotel was a boutique hotel. It was the only one that had available rooms, and we knew it was going to be weird because they made us book separate rooms.
Michael was on the fifth floor, and I was on the top floor. They called them by weird names. Like mine was the rooftop room XXX. When we checked in, it was an old couple who owned the place. The woman explained that men and women had to stay in separate rooms and sex wasn’t allowed.
Then she went over to the sink and started preparing pitchers of iced tea and lemonade. Her husband said that she made the best lemonade and that it was an old recipe really hard to find.
The husband explained that on Michael’s floor, certain rooms received “visitors” (not for sex, of course) but apparently everything but. I was very unhappy by this. They said that new laws were being passed that would limit this, and Michael suggested they just stop doing that.
We went to our separate rooms, and were told to be very quiet. I got to my room, and the door didn’t shut all the way – there was a large crack in it. I changed clothes and turned on the tv, and there was a movie playing that I had wanted to see called “The small things” or something like that.
I dreamed I was in a strange relationship. I was in an unfamiliar place and I was with a man (or men) I was attracted to but they appeared to be holding me and other women hostage. I don’t remember all the details. At some points they seemed very kind and caring while at other times (or maybe when they weren’t around) we were treated terribly. At one point I tried to escape but we were on the roof of a building.
In another part of the same dream I was in a shopping mall with a guy. We were running really fast and he would spin me around or we would launch off a ramp so it felt like I was flying. It was really fun. Michael was there and we were looking for specific things to buy from a specific person in a store.
In another part of the dream we were in this large home and there was going to be a wedding. We were concerned not all of the 800 guests would fit and we were running behind on decorations (yellow roses.)
In another part I was visiting the call center in Jamaica. I couldn’t find anyone I knew but eventually found some people on our program that I sat with. Again, there was a man there- same feeling as the “good” captor in the first part.
I had a dream where I was trying to collect payment from a group of people and I had a list of credit cards but was trying to validate the info securely.
I had also made a joke about “skinning a cat” and so think some people were taking it seriously.
I also dreamed that my friend (maybe Bets) wanted to get married. so wore a white pantsuit and she wore a white dress. Michael performed the ceremony and I was concerned it wasn’t legitimate but they were adamant that we were the only ones they wanted there.
I dreamed that I was looking for a new house. We found one that was perfect– the other one we had talked about would have required me to set up my office in a bathroom but this one had the right number of bedrooms.
We wanted to go see it once more. When we showed up, the parents were nervous and frantic. They asked us if we could take their kids’ shoes to school. Apparently they had forgotten them. We were going to but then the kids showed up. The parents didn’t notice until I pointed it out and then they were too distracted to give them their shoes. So we have them to them and sent them back to school.
We were concerned about two things initially: the house was in Springfield in Sunshine street which is very high traffic and commercial, but this was on the very edge of town so it was near the country. I thought the traffic sounds might have bothered Michael. Also as you drive further into the country there were a lot of confederate flags so I was worried about the kids’ safety. The second concern was with the back yard- it was a 45 degree angle so we were worried about mowing it.
I spent the night there and was contacted by some sort of spirit. I knew his name in my dream, and I had an extremely intense tingling in my neck and spine. It was very pleasurable, but I got the impression that this spirit and maybe others were in the house and the people hadn’t told us. The next morning I was trying to get more information to see if they had this experience and if there were others. They were being very evasive with their answers. I really wanted to communicate with him again though. It was a consuming, addictive feeling and I wondered if that was why they were so distracted.
I dreamed that I had a rash or was sick. I got an appointment in Kansas City the next day and so I got in my car and started driving but I didn’t pack anything- not even a tooth brush. So then I asked Michael if we could go to Walmart. We got there and he was really mad and yelling- I asked him when the last time he had eaten was because it sounded like a blood sugar drop. He was mad at the kids then they all three showed up as a surprise. So then everyone was happy and we decided to go out. Suddenly we were in Europe and I remember looking around and everything was beautiful! I asked them if they ever thought they would be there like that. Then we went to a museum that was having some sort of event. I said I had thought about purchasing season passes but thought I would never make it back. So we bought individual tickets. Then we were on a boat and the driver of the boat disappeared, causing the boat to drive up on land.
I dreamed that Michael and I went to see Dottie. In my dream, she was still alive but Bo had died. We were dreading it and were worried about the state of the house. We knocked on the door but no one answered, so we went in. Inside, it was amazing! The house was perfectly clean, and she was up and doing things. She was healthy and agile and doing great! We had a conversation, and she had gotten remarried. Apparently, this had helped her. We assume he helped her get off of her pain medication, and he had hired a housekeeper. It was a great visit and it was wonderful to see her doing well.
I dreamed I was on a trip with Michael, Alex and Dylan. We were away from home and staying in a hotel, but there was a high school football game that Alex and Dylan needed to perform at. We were sitting inside a large room/gym/auditorium of some sort, and I was wearing special pantyhose. I think that they were slimming, but instead of being shorts like Kathy wears, they were full length hose that also covered my feet. I was wearing black, open toed shoes but I also had tennis shoes with me. As we finished the activity inside, we had to move outside, and I was upset that I had forgotten to switch into my tennis shoes. I looked down, and suddenly my tennis shoes just appeared on my feet. We had been planning on driving home after the game – Alex and Dylan in one car and Michael and I in the other, but we realized it would be very late so we decided to spend another night in a hotel.
I’m not sure of the timing/sequence, but we also sat in a class. There was a substitute teacher who looked a lot like Danny Wood from New Kids on the Block. The class was filled with disruptions, and the kids wouldn’t focus, so he said he was going to show us the new technique. He took the entire class removing every disruption – letting people do whatever they needed to. He let people leave, and he just let the scenarios play out. Carl was in the room, and he wanted a pillow so I gave him mine, and I thought to myself that this wasn’t a great plan. At one point we all went outside. It was cold and snowy, and I had a blanket on. As we were walking outside, I no longer had shoes on at all. I was worried about it being cold and my feet getting wet. I was also worried about tearing the special pantyhose. When we got back, the teacher clearly thought that this was the last of the distractions, but I wanted to put my blanket in the dryer. There was a laundromat across the hall, but he said no. It did work somewhat in my dream – the class calmed down. He said he had tickets to see NKOTB, but that whoever took them had to be free to go the very next day, so I didn’t say anything. After class, I saw he traded them to a guy for a cigar, and I was upset I didn’t say anything.