In my dream, my husband and I were selling a stereo. It was nothing much, like the little boombox that we have in the girls' room. I remember thinking in the dream we'd only get $13 for it.
Bill came up to me all excited that he had found a couple at Walmart that wanted to buy the stereo. I was very skeptical and told him I didn't think it was a good idea. He ran off very excited.
He came back home and was no longer in such a good mood. I asked him how much he got for the stereo and he avoided the topic. Finally he told me that the couple had duped him into buying a brand new stereo for them for about $200. I was stunned and worried about how losing $200 would effect us... and upset that even after my warnings that I thought it was a bad idea that he went ahead and did it anyway.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Monday, March 23, 2009
T and the Rearranged Seats
I don't remember a whole lot of this dream. I know that "T" was in it... she is a former friend of mine.
I remember that I was going to go on a trip and my husband was in charge of getting the bus ready. Not sure why we were taking a bus, but we were. I believe we were at a gas station or something. I remember someone telling me that T was around and I was annoyed. I walked over near the pumps and I could see the back of her and her hair was bleached really blonde. I just looked straight ahead of me and ignored her. I knew she saw me and was shocked to see me there, but she didn't say anything to me and I ignored her. There were 2 buses, only it was just the seats... like the rest of the bus was invisible. I noticed that our bus seats were all rearranged and mixed in with T's bus's seats and I was really mad about it. I did not want her to go on our trip with us. Bill said it was the most logical and easiest way to arrange the seats.
And that's all I remember....
I remember that I was going to go on a trip and my husband was in charge of getting the bus ready. Not sure why we were taking a bus, but we were. I believe we were at a gas station or something. I remember someone telling me that T was around and I was annoyed. I walked over near the pumps and I could see the back of her and her hair was bleached really blonde. I just looked straight ahead of me and ignored her. I knew she saw me and was shocked to see me there, but she didn't say anything to me and I ignored her. There were 2 buses, only it was just the seats... like the rest of the bus was invisible. I noticed that our bus seats were all rearranged and mixed in with T's bus's seats and I was really mad about it. I did not want her to go on our trip with us. Bill said it was the most logical and easiest way to arrange the seats.
And that's all I remember....
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Stairs and Cemetary
I said I was going to keep a dream journal. I really haven't had any dreams I remember until this morning. I remember the fleeting feeling of one the other day that I know my best friend was in, but that's about it. So this is my first dream entry. And it's a doozy..
After Olivia woke us up this morning to get her cereal that she wouldn't eat, I fell back asleep on the couch for 4 hours. Much love to my husband for the extra sleep, but damn I had a weird dream (not to mention my day is all jacked up LOL). This is what I remember...
I somehow got invited to go on this school trip with teenage Bill and his school. We were going to Italy. I was super excited. My bags were already loaded up and we were waiting on his dad, but everyone else had left and were waiting in traffic to get to the airport. Apparently they all left super early and we were waiting until closer to the time for the plane to leave. I was running around the house grabbing things I had forgotten, some shirts and books to read... and I had a baby that I don't think was mine but I had to take anyway. I kept running around with this bundle of blankets, shirts and books trying to keep this baby wrapped up and wondering how well she'd sleep on the plane ride.
And his dad (who didn't look like his dad) had this weird bathroom contraption so he wouldn't get pee on himself at all.
Anyway, the next thing I remember, Bill and I are walking around his school, kind of like he's patrolling it. There was this staircase we had to go down... kind of like bleacher risers, which I hate to go down in the first place (I feel gravity way too well) and in addition to that, most of the stairs were broken and bungee cords were stretched out in their place. It was terrifying going down these stairs. I felt like I was going to go flying down them and crash off of the landing. I looked at Bill and told him whoever thought of the bungee cords was a freaking moron and then could see in his face that it was his idea. I didn't get hurt - made it to the bottom.
Then the next thing is that I'm jogging around this really old, really fancy neighborhood, only the streets are all full of bumps and potholes. I seem to remember that Bill took me along these houses earlier and think I can make it back to his house by myself, but I really don't quite know where to go. I come across this place and there are a lot of mayors and governers and I know that they're all full of shit and while this is a nice neighborhood, I know they really live somewhere much better.
Then I see the opening of an old cemetary.I jog through, thinking that this is going to be like Italy... lots of old white statues. A lot of angels, a lot of them fallen down and falling apart. Some stacked up around the entrance. It was beautiful and I wished I had my camera, but I was OK because I knew I would have it in Italy and those places would be way better. At the end of the cemetary I could go one way and there was a museum with a mummy that I could see from the door and the other way was a gift shop. I went towards the gift shop and went out the door and started jogging again.
And that's all folks. I do have to say that I don't think the dream says a whole lot of good about my state of mind...
After Olivia woke us up this morning to get her cereal that she wouldn't eat, I fell back asleep on the couch for 4 hours. Much love to my husband for the extra sleep, but damn I had a weird dream (not to mention my day is all jacked up LOL). This is what I remember...
I somehow got invited to go on this school trip with teenage Bill and his school. We were going to Italy. I was super excited. My bags were already loaded up and we were waiting on his dad, but everyone else had left and were waiting in traffic to get to the airport. Apparently they all left super early and we were waiting until closer to the time for the plane to leave. I was running around the house grabbing things I had forgotten, some shirts and books to read... and I had a baby that I don't think was mine but I had to take anyway. I kept running around with this bundle of blankets, shirts and books trying to keep this baby wrapped up and wondering how well she'd sleep on the plane ride.
And his dad (who didn't look like his dad) had this weird bathroom contraption so he wouldn't get pee on himself at all.
Anyway, the next thing I remember, Bill and I are walking around his school, kind of like he's patrolling it. There was this staircase we had to go down... kind of like bleacher risers, which I hate to go down in the first place (I feel gravity way too well) and in addition to that, most of the stairs were broken and bungee cords were stretched out in their place. It was terrifying going down these stairs. I felt like I was going to go flying down them and crash off of the landing. I looked at Bill and told him whoever thought of the bungee cords was a freaking moron and then could see in his face that it was his idea. I didn't get hurt - made it to the bottom.
Then the next thing is that I'm jogging around this really old, really fancy neighborhood, only the streets are all full of bumps and potholes. I seem to remember that Bill took me along these houses earlier and think I can make it back to his house by myself, but I really don't quite know where to go. I come across this place and there are a lot of mayors and governers and I know that they're all full of shit and while this is a nice neighborhood, I know they really live somewhere much better.
Then I see the opening of an old cemetary.I jog through, thinking that this is going to be like Italy... lots of old white statues. A lot of angels, a lot of them fallen down and falling apart. Some stacked up around the entrance. It was beautiful and I wished I had my camera, but I was OK because I knew I would have it in Italy and those places would be way better. At the end of the cemetary I could go one way and there was a museum with a mummy that I could see from the door and the other way was a gift shop. I went towards the gift shop and went out the door and started jogging again.
And that's all folks. I do have to say that I don't think the dream says a whole lot of good about my state of mind...
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