Moving to North Carolina!

I'm not moving to North Carolina, but that was what my dream was about last night!

In the past few weeks, I've only had 2 dreams that I can still remember to this day (sorry I've been a little busy and forgot to post them).

One was about shoe shopping with Bollweevil. We must have been at a Macy's type store because we had both found a pair of shoes we liked but there was a sign telling us that if we got one more pair, we'd save money so we went shopping for another pair of shoes. I think we settled on a pair of blue wedges although I don't know how the both of us were going to share one pair of shoes.
                                                 
Another dream was...I was in the backyard of a big house and the backyard was quite expansive. For some reason, in this dream I think I was a child - maybe around 10 years old or so. Apparently, my brother had just died and I was trying to think of a way to memorialize him. I made this plan to build this dirt/flower/stone type contraption in a fire place that was already in the backyard so I asked some adult (I can't think of who it was) to take me to a Lowe's to get some dirt. I remember we went to Lowe's and got the dirt. Then I went back to the fireplace in the backyard. You know what it looked like? Picture a square box. Now take off the top and the panel that would be facing you. So now you have a box with a bottom and 3 sides. That's what it looked like. It was made out of gray stone. I had another panel of gray stone that I stuck vertically right in the middle of the fireplace and then on the two sides of my panel, I filled it in with dirt to keep the middle panel in place. I don't even think I did anything with flowers but I remember looking at this "creation" and feeling how proud I was that I made it and that I had honored my brother.

Last night's dream....Padawan and I were moving to North Carolina because I had gotten a teaching job down there. I remember we were looking at houses with a realtor and they were some nice houses. For some reason, we knew, we could get "more house for our money" down there. Then the realtor showed us one house that cost $55,000 and it was super tiny and we both said that one wouldn't do. Then I told Padawan that I had to leave because I had to go check out the new school I was going to be working at. I get there, and head in to an office. I remember there were lots of staff members in there - maybe having lunch or a party even. I chit chatted with them and they kept telling me how nice I was. Then, the Principal called me into his office and told me that because everyone liked me so much, they weren't going to just make me a teacher. They were offering me the job of Vice Principal, which I took.  Then...I remember sitting in my new office, working. I was thinking I was going to be there until 5:00 and I was thinking that it was going to take me forever to get home and cook dinner for Padawan but my Principal left at 2:00 so I thought "Well if he's leaving, then I'm leaving" and I was driving to our new home thinking "these hours might not be so bad after all."

I probably had the teaching dream last night because today I have another interview for a teaching job. I probably dreamt about the driving and the moving because this district is a little haul from our house so we would probably have to move. I don't know about the North Carolina part though. Either way, maybe it's a premonition that I'll get the job?

Breakfast Buddies

Last night's dream ONCE AGAIN took place at my childhood home. No lions this time though!

In this dream, my old college friends, JZ & CZ had bought the house and were living in it with their 2 children (Although they are married, they don't have children...although they are expecting one). I'm Facebook friends with them both still, although I don't really talk to them and I haven't seen them in years so I don't know why they made a dream appearance last night. CZ was upstairs doing something - I want to say some kind of carpentry project. JZ was in the kitchen trying to make breakfast for the two kids (who were in the other room) but JZ had one broken arm with a cast going almost up to her shoulder so she needed my assistance bringing the dishes to the kids.

I think I had a dream about breakfast because I had been thinking about trying something new for breakfast today and I was excited about it. I'm a dork, I know.

Dream Round-Up

So....life has been just a little bit cRaaZYyyyyy so I haven't been as good about updating. Things are settling down now though and boy do I have some weird dreams to tell you about!

So for my "sun" dream...

It all started off when I was sitting in a little tiny office all by myself. I was sitting at a desk and I was checking my email. I kept waiting for an email from the secretary telling me who was out for the day. She always sent it first thing in the morning and I hadn't gotten it yet so I kept checking my email. (This is something that really does happen where I work although I don't have an office). I still wasn't getting anything so I figured that must mean if she wasn't at work, nobody must be, so I left for the day. When I was outside, people were running around so I asked them why no one was working and it was because.....(get ready for it)......the sun was supposed to turn off that day. Yep, the sun was supposed to turn off. Like a light switch. I went home and opened my pantry door, which was already filled with several months' supplies of food.

That was all I remember. No idea if the sun was ever going to flip back on or not...

My "ocean" dream...

I'm not exactly sure if it took place in the ocean or not but if not an ocean, definitely a big lake with very deep water and this picture is almost exactly what it looked like where there was a swimming contest. I wasn't even in this dream, but yet I was dreaming about other people having this swimming contest. There was a large group of people in the water, probably about 40. They weren't really swimming so much as they were treading water. The people seemed to be split up into 2 groups of 20, separated a little bit, but both by rock outcroppings. On at least one of the rocks, there was definitely a person standing there with a stopwatch, giving directions to the "swimmers." At one point, my "movie" switched gears to go below the water. I watched a man dive down to try to touch "the bottom" although (here's an interesting twist...) he had a mouthful of Scope. Like the mouthwash. He was also holding the empty bottle of Scope while he was diving. (I don't even use Scope so I don't know where that came from).



My "painting" dream...

This one I was in. It was kind of like HGTV's show Design Star (which I used to watch but I haven't seen it in forever). I was with a group of people and we were in a big abandoned factory. We were each given a "room" to design and we were told that the judges would be coming by later to check our work. My room was long and rectangular with super high ceilings. I remember at first I couldn't decide what to do with it. Then, all of a sudden I'm on a ladder, painting. I painted the 2 long walls powder blue and the 2 short walls on the ends of the room burgundy. I had also set my room up with some furntiure. I don't know where it came from or how I put it there but it was just there as I painted. Design-wise it was very poor. The room looked very sparse but I was out of time because the judges were coming. Then, I was in a group of people as we accompanied the judges to every room and my sister was in the group with me. We went to one room that was set up like a dining room and was very tasteful. We then went to another room (although I don't know how it was designed) because I was distracted by a shoe rack on the side near us that had a cute pair of shoes on it. I pointed it out to my sister. She reminded me that we had a plane to catch (????) but that if I was quick, I could take the cute shoes without anyone realizing it. I think I said something along the lines of that's not a nice thing to do....but she assured me that they were just used as a design prop so I snuck them in my bag, then hurried onto the airplane, buckled my seatbelt, and woke up...

My "lion" dream...

So this dream took place at my old childhood home. I was there with all of my cousins and aunts and uncles. I had gone outside and was talking to a woman on the far side of the pool (which is interesting because as a kid - we never played on that side of the pool because it backed up to the woods). Before we knew it, there was a male and female lion trying to attack us (moreso the male lion though). Out of nowhere, there was a neighbor lady there with 2 young daughters and she ran and locked the three of them into the shed we had by the pool. I debated rather to run into the shed with them or if I could make it back to the front door (peeps...the shed was a lot closer to the pool than the front door was). I decided I could probably outrun the lions to the door (HAHAHAHA) and I would be safer in the house than in the shed so I made a run for it and made it! Once I was inside and out of breath, my Dad was there and was asking me what happened. I told him that there were 2 "mountain lions" in our yard. He asked me what kind of mane it had and was I sure that it was a "mountain lion" or some other kind of lion. I think I got kind of hysterical and said "What does it matter? There are LIONS in our yard!" and that's when I woke up.

Even though the attempted lion-attack was scary in my dream, I didn't feel like it was a nightmare. My heart was racing a little bit but I was able to fall right back asleep. I find this interesting though because almost exactly 6 months ago, I had this dream...which took place at this same house and also starred lions, only in that case...the lions were Grandpa N and Grandma A. Strange.

College in Winter

My brain has been very busy at night this past week. I was having a conversation about this with my friend Roxie yesterday. My life has been very stressful this past week, yet my dreams have been fun-filled and super enjoyable. Her life has been hunky-dory lately and she continues to have bad dreams. Except for very rarely when I was a child, I really don't have bad dreams. I wonder why some people do and others don't. Either way, I told Roxie that my dreams have probably been so crazy and busy this past week because my brain has been trying to heal itself emotionally. I think it's working :-)

Three nights ago...

I had a dream that took place at my Alma Mater. I was there with my Boss (in real life). Together, she and I were designing and implementing the Winter Olympics. Yes, that's right. The Winter Olympics. At my teeny, tiny Alma Mater. We had blueprints and we were looking at them and determining where each event was going to take place. Then, we walked over to a spot where there was a giant, roller-coasted sized ice-luge set up. Boss was saying that we really should test it out to make sure athletes wouldn't get hurt on it so I told her I would be the guinea-pig. I went and got a sled and all my snow gear on and then I went ice-luging (is that a word?)

Two nights ago...

I once again had a dream that I was at my Alma Mater. Rather than being outside like in the previous dream, this one seemed to take place more in the academic/classroom buildings. I remember I kept looking at a wall (you know - where people posts flyers and ads) although I think I was looking at a schedule. I remember I was holding a lot of things in my arms and I knew I was very busy (sounds about right for my life right now!). A dark-haired guy came up to me (seemingly one of my college-mates) and said something to me like "oh you're back again? I'm so glad. I wanted to ask you out before but then we left and I never had the opportunity" (kind of implying I was back at college for round 2). I told him it was a sweet, appreciated compliment, but that I was seeing someone else.

One night ago...

This dream did not take place at college but rather...what seemed kind of like an abandoned office-type factory (I know, that seems like an oxymoron). I remember pulling into the parking lot and it was night time and very dark outside. I parked next to a truck and we were both parked in front of a retaining wall (and just beyond that was a grassy hill with a few trees). The parking lot was lit with street lamps. I was there to do something (although what that was, I'm not sure of now). I entered the building and roamed the halls for a little bit, since I was unsure of where the room I needed was. The halls were white-walled (maybe white bricks?) and the floor was a shiny, grey cement. Oh, and the halls were very, very wide. They were well-lit but very much devoid of anything else. Some of the doors I passed were labeled with what was inside. I passed only one door that was open. It was a large gymnasium and inside, there was a man with probably about 30 kids around him. They were all throwing bouncy balls (and maybe beach balls) up in the air and blasting some music. It looked like they were having a grand old time!

That's all I remember. If I ever ended up in a room or found out what I was doing there, I'm not sure!

Bicycling for Pie

So two nights ago...

I had a dream that I was living in a house down the street from my Mom. We were literally on the same street but it seemed really far away. She kept calling me on the phone to come over and visit her for dinner sometime but I kept saying it would be too far to bicycle (since apparently cars didn't exist in my dream). One night (apparently this dreamed spanned over a week or so) I decided to surprise her and bike on over unannounced. I remember it was 7:00 at night, and it was dark. My "Aunt I" was there with my Mom. They had already had dinner but they were still having pie (I believe it was apple pie). So I stayed for some pie and then I biked back to my house.

I probably dreamt about "Aunt I" because she's coming to town this week for a family event. At some point this week, I was talking to a friend about how it would be fun to ride bicycles (even though I don't have one). As for apple pie, I haven't seen any of that lately or talked about it....I guess I was feeling patriotic??

Better Days

You know the saying "When God closes a door, somewhere He opens a window?" Well....I'm sorry if anyone out there reading this is super religious but sometimes I think "When God closes a door, sometimes He'll deadbolt it just to tick you off." For a little background:


Here in my life in upstate NY there are different seasons than what you might experience where you live. We have:

• approximately 4 weeks of "Beautiful Fall"
• approximately 4 weeks of "It's Winter Even Though the Calendar Says It's Still Fall" Fall
• approximately 6 months of "Hell Hath Frozen Over And You'll Never Feel Warmth Again" Winter
• approximately 2 months of "I Refuse to Let Go of Winter" Spring
• approximately 2 months of "It's So Unbelievably Hot and Humid, You'll Wish It Were Winter" Summer

Sprinkled betwixt the seasons of "I Refuse to Let Go of Winter" Spring and "It's So Unbelievably Hot and Humid, You'll Wish It Were Winter" Summer, is the secret season. The season seemingly only I get to experience year after year after year, without end.

Interview Season

I feel as though I had a particularly bad interview yesterday. I was pretty bummed about it (and still am), which is why I found last night's dream so interesting (I love the human psyche!)

I was in a big conference-like room. (For anyone that went to Middle School with me, it kinda reminded me of the "Squeaky Chair Room.") I was there with a couple of little kids - one of whom I was supposed to be tutoring. She is a real child and is actually one of the kids I work with at my current job. I was tutoring her, and she wasn't "getting it." She started to cry and she was very upset that "it's just too hard" and "she's never gonna get it." I, trying to soothe her, told her that "It's OK. We all have bad days. And we all have good days. Today is over and tomorrow is going to be a good day, okay?" And then literally as soon as that was said, I opened my eyes and woke up.

Way to give yourself a pep-talk, brain! Here's to a better day today! Cheers! *clink* (don't worry - I know it's 7:30 am. It's just my coffee mug!)

Grandparents' House and their Clowny Neighbors

I know I haven't posted in a while and it's mostly because I have been exploring some new hobbies that have kept me VERY busy. But I have decided that I do still want to keep track of my dreams so that later in life, I can look back on them.

So last nights' dream was about my Grandpa N and Grandma A's house. Granted, because it was a dream - it didn't really look exactly how their house used to look but some features were the same. So the basis of this dream was that Padawan and I were looking at it with a realtor. I remember we were upstairs in the "Master Bedroom" which had a red carpet, red velvet-paneled walls  that went 3/4 of the way up the wall, and the only furniture was one single bed with a white cover with red, orange, and pink flowers on it. I remember thinking the red velvet was hideous but that Padawan and I could have fixed it. Our realtor suggested we go look around at the rest of the house so we left that room, but because I guess you're omnipresent in your dreams, I still knew what was going on in that room. All of a sudden our realtor was in the room with a teenage boy. She was giving him a speech about how "now that he was 18, he was going to understand what it meant to be a man." So then, the boy/man leaned downed and kissed her and then even though I didn't "witness" it in my dream, I knew they were getting it on.

At that point in time, I was in a yellow room that was facing the road and looking out over the maple tree in the front yard. The sunlight coming in through the window was really bright and I remember thinking in my dream that it was the most beautiful room I had ever seen in my life. I remember deciding I would repaint it (just because it was so old) but that I would definitely keep it that pale yellow color that it was. At that moment (why? I don't know!) a little boy (probably around 4-6 years old) walks into the room. I'm suddenly aware that I'm wearing a blue silk nightgown, but I don't feel uncomfortable. I say "hello" to the boy, but my voice goes up like when you pick up the phone because you don't know who it is. He runs back out of the room and Padawan comes in. He agrees that it is an awesomely beautiful room. We go to inspect the closet and there's a little chute on the side of the closet that goes up the attic (I don't know why). I shine a flashlight that I magically have in my hands up this chute and illuminate all the dust and I remember thinking "well that's gonna be difficult to vacuum."

In the next scene, we're all downstairs and I go out into the yard to investigate. I was about to go around to the side of the house to the use the "side bathroom" (????!?!?!) but as I'm walking around, I see two men across the street taking out the garbage. Knowing that my grandparents' house is in a bad part of town (it was in real life), I run back into the house and make sure the door is locked. Then, I'm talking to a man I think but it's not Padawan. Get this - I'm asking him if the men across the street are CLOWNS because I got a brief look at them as I was running back inside and I detected clown makeup on their face but it was in muted orange colors so it didn't look prominent enough or colorful enough to distinguish them as clowns. The man I was talking to assured me that indeed, the neighbor men were clowns and that made me feel all better about the neighborhood (because I'm sure there are no clowns with criminal records right?).

I go back to exploring the house and this time I'm alone. I remember looking at objects (although I don't remember what they were specifically) and getting all teared up remembering the "hey days" of my grandparents' house.

There were definitely a lot of awesome memories in that house! And I definitely would never buy it in a million years because of the "clowns" that live across the street! ;-)