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.
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 had two dreams that I remember. Earlier in the night I dreamed that dad was living in a condo or apartment somewhere. I had gone to take a shower and these people came up though the parking garage and got in the shower with me. I was glaring at the mother and asking the kids for room. I was very uncomfortable because I was naked and I kept saying “you are in my shower!” but then I realized this was the community shower and wasn’t meant for anything but the pool/beach while you were clothed. So still naked I went inside but realized I didn’t have a key to get back in the condo. The woman told me to go into the hall and call dad. Fortunately he got off the elevator right when I got in the hall so I got a key from him.
Later I dreamed I was in a video call from work. It was very early in the morning so I was in the bedroom and my hair was a real mess. But everyone was really friendly and talking to each other’s family. Brian (my colleague) was upset because he was trying to fire someone and Elizabeth wanted to keep them. When I got done with the call, Michael sent me outside which was weird. I was on the front porch of the house I grew up in. But it had started to rain and was really comfortable so I sat down in the porch swing to eat my breakfast.
I dreamed I was in a business trip. We were staying at a Marriott and I hopped in an Uber with several other people. I interrupted their driver to tell them I wanted to go to the Marriott and she said that was her only destination. We got there and it was a Disney resort. I entered through the gift shop and there was a very excited little girl trying to “recommend” things for me to buy. Apparently there was a loyalty stamp booklet and every time you purchased something or recommended something you got a stamp. When you filled up a page you got one free. Some of the pages were for fish and candy but there was also an overall page based on dollars spent. She was especially excited about the fish but I explained I had to get on a plane and couldn’t take it with me. I went to a customer service desk and checked in for my flight but the person printed out a boarding pass that was only about an inch big and on carbon paper. They didn’t know anything was wrong and finally I just said that I would print out one at the airport. Then my old childhood friend Kristal was there and was acting very mischievous. She took me to the back corner and was trying on a cheerleader uniform and was trying to get me to do so. They were very expensive and the skirts were now like shorts. I realized I was about to miss my flight and went running for the door but then decided to go back and say goodbye to her.
I dreamed I was at work but I was in a very small room. I still worked in customer care but repair was in our room too. We were trying to make copies of a process and repair refused to give us a copy of their spreadsheet. They went through a fancy animated presentation but I still needed the spreadsheet. A friend of mine tried to make a copy of it but the copier wasn’t working so someone had it moved to where my desk was. We all had to cram into a little tiny office space area. I was so close to one lady our legs were touching. I told Elizabeth we were too crowded and she said it was fine. The lady next to me asked about how I had gotten something done and I said J had done it while repair was talking about something I wasn’t interested in. Then it switched and we worked for the church. I was trying to document training for a call center to support the church and tell them when to call the office vs. when they could handle things. I started documenting funeral procedures and I took some soap or something and wrote instructions on the floor (which was brick) just inside the chapel. As I was leaving it was dark and rainy and I almost got hit by a car.
I dreamed I was playing games. I was with a weird mixture of people from home and a guy from work I had never met before but he was staying with a friend. I was not dressed up- I was in sweat pants and. t-shirt. We were playing online trivia. I had a teeny tiny computer and I saw a mouse on the table so I plugged it in. The mouse was huge (uncomfortably so) and I joked it was almost bigger than my computer.
When that was over the kids were there and we had a box of tiny plastic items and had to find certain ones. I thought it was an alligator we had to find then someone said no it was a can of gumbo.
I dreamed that Alex and I both had jobs at a place. We were in different sections but I saw him in passing from time to time. One day we were under attack. I was in an auditorium and men with machine guns came in. Someone really close to me got shot at. I put my hands up but they didn’t care. So I ran and escaped out the side door. I was looking for Alex and saw a giant Winnie the Pooh balloon. I knew without a doubt that’s where he would be. Sure enough he was hiding behind it and when I found him he gave me a big hug. Then we were separated again and I was working in the stained glass division which, for some reason, I thought made me safer.
Our life became repetitive threats though- at any time, these men could come in killing. I started sitting near the far doors in auditoriums so I could be among the first one la out of a room. One day two men burst in on me and another girl while we were using the bathroom. The bathroom was weird- no stalls just two toilets next to each other, but by this point we didn’t have any shame. They weren’t there to kill us though, just to clean up water in the bathroom. They said they would come back the next week.
We were trying to come up with an escape plan but hadn’t by the time I woke up. The dream was very repetitive- running, worrying, waiting. Running, worrying, waiting.
I’m in Atlanta this week for a work meeting, and tonight we are going to an escape room. I’m super excited. Last night I felt like I dreamed about that all night, so I woke up exhausted! What’s interesting is the detail of my dream…
I dreamed that my colleague Gary had been to this escape room before, and he told us that the secret was that each of the five buildings were named after the days of the week. At the time, that didn’t mean anything to me, but when we got there, that ruined the experience! We arrived, and the place was set up with five separate buildings inside a large warehouse that were all on motorized bases. There were tables set up outside each house for our dinner. We were supposed to have had two different groups, but those of us who arrived first just went on in and started. There was a man inside on stilts, and he looked huge. He told his story, and kept stuttering as he said the word “Monday” and so immediately we all knew that we had to leave this building and go to the first building that was named Monday to solve the puzzle. I had decided to go ahead and try to figure it out without Gary’s hint. The man on stilts was smoking a cigarette that had a really strong scent. For some reason, I think it was sandlewood. I had to take my inhaler. Then the lights went out and the house started rocking. When it stopped, the man was gone and we were locked in. The building looked like my bedroom at home, and the drawers had my content in them. So in my mind, it was a holographic overlay. I found a bracelet on the wall with a tiny key, and the tiny key opened a tiny lock, but I didn’t see what was inside. A couple of people left immediately to go “solve” it (including my old high school friend Kristal), which made me mad. I also dreamed that Julie and Corey (two colleagues who went to the Hawks game instead of dinner) stayed out all night and met us there.
I wrote down a few snippets of dreams on paper next to my bed over the last week, but I didn’t write them down in full at the time, so I’m not sure which days the dreams occurred and I don’t remember the details of the dreams. But here’s what I’ve got:
car dealer/rental Terry from My Friend’s Place
pee everywhere dropping from ceiling
no one would help
Ok…the only part of this dream I remember clearly was when I went into the bathroom. It was very unclean and there were pools of urine on the floor, and it was on the ceiling dripping down. No matter what I did, I couldn’t escape from getting it on me. It was disgusting and I was so grossed out. This is oddly similar to Camp Capers, where there was also a bathroom and I was getting excrement all over me.
gone on trip
met guy at apt (?)
reservation at Mexican Villa in Nixa
lost on Highway 116
almost to Fayettville
Almost plane crash
cat hair in apt
Cousins at CVS exchanging —-?
This dream obviously relates to my recent trip back to Springfield. I don’t know what the significant of the number 116 is – that doesn’t mean anything to me.