Vacation - All I Ever Wanted

Vacation

Had to get away

Vacation

Meant to be spent alone

The dream I'm going to share today again has to do with a hotel room/condo type of vacation with my family again. Which of course made me think of the Go-Go's song and video.  I know I have been absent with this blog, but again, it's not because I haven't been having dreams, in fact I had one a little while ago that I wanted to share, I just didn't have any time.  Today when I woke up, I knew I just needed to go ahead and plan to do a post on this one. Of course it has been over 8 hours since I woke up from the dream at the time I'm posting this, so I will not be able to remember every little bit. 

In this dream I was on vacation with my family, stepdad and mom specifically.  We were staying at my friend's condo in Colorado that I stayed at the last weekend in June.  Of course the condo in my dream wasn't anything like the real one.  This was a one story cabin type of place.  Nowhere near as nice as my friend's actual condo.  The main part of the dream was us getting ready to leave at the end of the vacation.  Me telling my stepdad that everyone needed to take the sheets off the beds to wash them before we went, and then re-make the beds. But he and my mom were going to leave me there to do it. And I had a ton of stuff that I needed to pack up and load up in my car before I could go.

Later parts of the dream had me going back to the last school I taught at for 14 years before I became a librarian at the school where I am now.  Only the school is never like the actual school.  It is a bit of a mash-up of my elementary school, Holy Cross Lutheran, and some other school my brain makes up a lot.  I had gone in for some reason, and was talking to the people there.  Not that it would be that unusual, I do still talk to a lot of those people, on Facebook, as well as attending retirement parties, and hanging out at Royals games and stuff.  But I was talking to our head secretary, who I do still talk to and see occasionally.  And she asked me if I could come in and work the registration tables before school started, even though I don't work there anymore, because they were having trouble getting the current teachers to sign up.

Those are the main parts of the dream.  I see more of the having to pack up and be left behind by family theme again.  This time having to do with vacation, but still having too much stuff to leave and move on with others.

It's a Twister, Auntie Em!

I know I haven't posted in a while.  And actually, I've been remembering less of my dreams.  However I do feel like maybe I'm getting better sleep, so that's a good thing I guess.  However I did have some very memorable moments in last night's dreams, so I wanted to do a post since I had a little time today and could remember them to talk about.

In the dream I was at some kind of resort I think, or at one point it was a school building.  There is a school that is in my dreams a lot recently, where the library is in the middle of the building in kind of a unique way. But anyway.  I was outside in a building that was either being torn down, or still in the process of being built, I'm not sure which.  But I think there were students out there with me.  Anyway, all of a sudden the tornado sirens went off and we could see the tornado coming down from the clouds almost right on top of us. The only thing we could do was go inside the building and grab onto the wooden or steel beams and try to not let go as the tornado went right through the building we were standing in.

The tornado passed by, quickly, but it seemed like forever as we all held on as hard as we could. And really, no one was picked up by the tornado!  We all survived that!  However, the building didn't hold up that well. And so some of the people who did survive, didn't make it past that.  As one person opened the door by where he was standing to get to the stairs to get down, he stepped out without looking and unfortunately that staircase was just gone, so he fell to his death.  There were other similar things that happened.

Now that is the major part of the dream that I remember.  There were other parts about driving and being at a book convention, but I don't remember enough about those parts to really share it here.

When I look up what dreaming about a tornado means, here is what I get:

To dream of a tornado in your represents an emotionally volatile or sensitive situation. An "emotional storm." A sudden argument, conflict or unsettling experience. Something that has the potential to get a lot worse, cause emotional outbursts, temper tantrums, or make you very upset. You may be experiencing a challenging situation or relationship that is pushing your buttons. Angry relationship breakups.

Tornadoes reflect anger, losing your temper, high degrees of stress, frustration, anxiety, worry, or strong emotional outbursts. Tornadoes in dreams may also indicate a fear of terrible sudden losses. Unforeseen changes. Havoc.

To dream of escaping a tornado may represent a sense of hyper-responsibility as you try to avoid conflict or keep the peace. 

And since I did have a bit of an emotional breakdown yesterday, I would say this definition fits for sure!

It's Out Of This World!

It's been a long time since I've posted.  It's not because I haven't still been having vivid dreams, or that I didn't want to write them down.  It's just that with school going on, I've just not had the time to come and type up a post before I forgot them.  Even today's post was one I wrote what I had time to write on a piece of paper at the beginning of the school day, and as you can see, I'm just now getting around to posting about it.  So it'll probably not have all the details I could have included first thing this morning, but I still want to talk about it!

So, the dream, or the part I remember the clearest, started at the house I grew up in.  I was looking outside and saw some kind of spacecraft/military plane going across the sky.  And then I saw it slowly lower down to in front of the old school that was down the street from my  house.  I went outside with my camera, and for some reason I went and sat in my car to watch it.  I was taking pictures, but then I saw military soldiers coming out of the ship, and I figured I'd better put my camera away, so I set it down, but also make sure to hide my cell phone really well so that even if they took my camera, I could still take pictures/videotape what I was seeing.  They were taking people out of the house next to the school into the ship.  I have no idea why.  After a certain amount of people got on the ship, the military guys started going back on. About this time one of the soldiers saw me, and came and took my camera. They searched for a cell phone, but didn't find where I'd hidden it.  So they went back to the ship and it took off.  Of course once they were back on the ship, I got my cell phone out and filmed it.

The next part of the dream I was meeting an old college friend at a restaurant.  And then my college roommate showed up kind of unexpectedly to hang out with us, and she had a baby with her.  Now, she has kids, but none are babies anymore.  Anyway, I went to show them my video, and then my old roommate said everyone already knew, and pointed over to the TV where they were showing footage of the spaceship.  Then her baby/toddler kind of ran away from the booth and she went to chase him.  The guy, let's call him Brian (names changed for my own sake), hadn't really been talking that much, and so at this point he said he had to leave, and he got up and went away before I had a chance to really talk to him.  I was really upset because he was the reason I'd gone to the restaurant, and then didn't get to talk to him or really hang out with him.

I am guessing the spaceship part of the dream came from the audiobook I'm listening to right now, Invaded.  Not sure why I was back in my old neighborhood.  I'm not sure exactly why the restaurant scene was there.  Probably because I may have felt like I didn't get much of a chance to talk to my friend last time I saw them.  Not sure about my roommate, or the baby.  Oh yeah, now I think I know why the baby was there, probably something to do with going to see a sneak preview of the movie How to be Single the other night.  The older sister in the movie, single of course, decided to have a baby on her own.  Something I had thought I might do at one point, at least until I had the surgery two years ago that made that something that couldn't ever happen.

That's all I remember.  I wish so much there was a way to record dreams and watch them back later.

Best Seat in the House!

So I haven't posted in a while.  It's not because I haven't been dreaming, or remembering them, it's just because I haven't had a lot of time to post and then by the evening, I do tend to forget most of it.  I've got a bit of extra time today, so I'll post what I can remember!

I don't remember a lot of my dream last night.  Just one part that happened right before I woke up one of the times I woke up.  It involved trying to get tickets online for the New Kids on the Block concert.  This is pretty much how tickets are bought these days.  But in my dream, somehow the tickets that popped up were front row, center!  I've never been able to get front row seats to any concert in my entire life!  But then, what was bad, was the fact that I didn't have the money to buy more than one ticket, and I needed to buy for my friends who always go with me.  Well my cousin, and my friend Shannon.  And for some reason, my cousin's friend from back in the day when NKOTB was popular the first time, she was there too.  So they ended up buying them.  and honestly, they were only $86 a piece, which for front row seats these days is probably an unheard of price.

I'm guessing the dream has to do with the fact that I am kind of trying to be good with my money until payday this week because I'm feeling kind of broke.  It seems there is  never enough money, and I'm not getting anything saved for anything.  Not for replacing my air conditioner, which needs to be done, or for any trips that I'm wanting to take, like to the New Orleans Book Con that I've already bought a ticket to for next September.

This would be me about being able to get front row seats:

Maybe this is me about the money stress too?  Not being able to buy them?  And being afraid of missing out on the chance?  I don't know. This gif just kind of fit here.

What a world!

Can I just say how intense and vivid my dreams were last night?  I mean I shut the lights out at about 10:30 pm.  I woke up during the night after some already extremely vivid dreams, only to find that it had only been an hour since I'd turned off the light.  That is craziness!  Then the rest of the night continued that way, leaving me waking up not feeling very rested.  And the dreams were all over the place.  Let me see if I can remember all of what happened, and I even can kind of figure out why some of the parts of the dreams took place.

In the first hour last night, I remember that I was living in a dorm/community type of area. Possibly on a spaceship.  I'm sure that bit came from the book I started to read a page or two of last night.  But the rooms had glass walls that faced the hallway. Or maybe that was just the little tv/family room that anyone could go hang out in.  There had been some kind of big scare, a mass murderer or something, don't remember that bit.  But I'd been hanging out and watching tv, I think maybe with my 3 year old niece, or maybe my sisters were a lot younger in the dream.  But we left when some kind of gangster looking guys came in, not mafia gangsters, but street gangs.  When we came back into the room later, they'd written a bunch of gang stuff up on a chalkboard on the wall.  So I erased it, because I was worried about the younger kids there seeing it.  Then I was really worried they would know I'd done it and come retaliate, so I went to tell one of the cops about it to try to get extra protection. There were lots of cops there because of whatever the big deal that had been going on was, and they acted like a gang was no big deal, they had bigger fish to fry.  For some reason I was also in trouble with some head honcho lady, and I got sent up to work with her.  And so I was trying to convince her I was on her side, but I was sneaking around doing something.  Can't remember what.  In the big family/tv room, at one point there was a lot of people sitting around with the cops hanging out, and then these guys that looked really familiar walked in, and they called themselves the Ghostfacers.  Well, that was a group on the tv show that I like, Supernatural.  And then they came back from being inside a back room and had us put a penny in a basket, and soon these people dressed like ghosts were coming out and going up to each person who had put a penny in the basket.  I think it was shortly after this I woke up.

The next dream, that seemed to just last and last, was my family lived in a HUGE mansion.  One that was in a nice neighborhood, with other big houses. But we had a fence up around it, and had lots of special doors that could lock out things, like there seemed to maybe be zombies, or some other catastrophe going around, that we wanted to keep other people from breaking in or stealing our things. For awhile I was kind of in the home by myself I think.  Just me and one of my dogs.  Then I heard a noise at the front door, and when I looked out, there was a little curly haired puppy.  I didn't want to let it in, but then I saw a feral cat was attacking it, so I had to save it.  I brought it inside, and of course it was scared, and a puppy, so it was peeing all over the place.  I'm guessing that part of the dream came from having to clean things up in my bedroom last night from where my other dog, the male one, has peed during the  night when I'm sleeping.  So at the time my male dog was supposed to be staying with his breeder, although in my dream the breeder was instead of the normal person, it was the person who watches my female dog when I'm out of town.  And somehow my little boy dog showed up at my house by himself, when he'd been staying like 45 minutes away.  So that was scary to think of him running around outside that long by himself. Soon all of my family showed up, along with people who aren't really in my family in real life, but seemed to be part of it for the dream. And there were family friends as well, like a really big, football player type of guy, that was supposed to be a friend of my brother.

I was going around making sure all the doors, every last one, was locked.  That all the windows were covered so that people couldn't see we were inside.  Zombies, people, whatever.  At one point I had made dinner, and when all the people came down, the older women skipped going to the table to eat and instead had those Easter Peeps candies that were strangely colored in their hands and they all went and sat in a row of recliner chairs, while all the other people sat at the table.  When I asked what they were doing, the women said they were going to just eat those things, which would put them to sleep and they would die, that way saving enough food for everyone else to survive.  I didn't let them do it, and by the time I convinced them to go back to the table and eat, all the men and boys had left to do something else, but without eating their food.

When I went to find the men, they had all gone outside to a pool or something to just hang out, and I had to chase them all back inside and get the doors secured. But unfortunately a guy with a kid had seen we were all living there, and was sneaking up to get in and take our house and supplies from us.  So I had to stop him, which required me doing something sexual with him.  Once I got rid of him, my brother and his friend came down and were going to try to go outside again, but I made them leave, or at least my brother.  I kept his big football player friend and kind of flirted and did the same things with him I'd just had to do with the other guy.  Turns out the friend had always kind of liked me that way, and didn't want to, because he respected me too much or something, but then I didn't give him a choice.

I think the zombie/hide in the house thing came from watching the Fear the Walking Dead preview last night.  Also the sex parts probably came from re-reading a story I'd started during NaNoWriMo several years ago, and then I had kind of been looking at working on it again yesterday, and it has some racy scenes in it.  I think the puppy part has to do with a rescue group I follow on Facebook that was posting so many cute puppy pictures yesterday that I wanted to take them all home!

Really, really, intense dreams.  Even with the weirdness, when the dogs woke me up at about 3:30 am to go outside, when I went back to bed for the two hours before my alarm would go off, I fell right back into the dream.  And when the alarm went off, even with the weirdness, I almost didn't want to wake up and go into the real world, just because my dream world was a little better.  I mean, I was getting some attention from guys, something that doesn't seem to ever happen in my real life.

Checkout Time is 11 am

I feel like I have a lot of dreams about needing to pack up old belongings to move on.  Usually they take place where I have to go back and move all my stuff out of a dorm room or else an apartment I stayed in when I was in college.  Last night's dream had me having to get all my stuff packed up and moved out of a hotel room.  How weird is that?  But this hotel room was still kind of like a dorm room, in that it shared a bathroom with a room on the other side of the bathroom.  But it was a hotel, because new people showed up to stay in the room.  But they showed up at 10 am, and I still had a mess of things to pick up and get out of the room.  I told the people that I thought I had till 11 am, so they went ahead and left and said they'd just come back later.  Well, it seems like I kept finding more and more bags of stuff.  And then as I would open the dresser drawers, and for some reason there were a lot of dressers in this hotel room, I would find more of my stuff.  And some stuff I would just tell the person helping me to leave.  Sometimes the person helping me was my brother.  I think it was a writer friend of mine another time, and there might have even been a few times that one of my sisters was helping me.


There were all kinds of things that I was finding.  CDs, stuffed animals, jewelry, shoes, old school work, so many things I can't even think of all of them.

My own interpretations go like this:  I think the leaving things that I wasn't going to take has to do with my email conversation with my sister yesterday about just leaving the furniture she didn't want sitting on the sidewalk outside of her apartment in NYC.  I'm guessing all the old stuff I was finding has to do with me looking for the magazine and post card that I took to get autographed by Sean Astin at a Comic-Con last weekend, and all the memories I found.  I looked through boxes of stuffed animals and old school stuff, etc.  I'm not sure why I keep dreaming about having to clear out old things.  I may have to go do some online dream meaning research for that.

Our House

I know I haven't posted in a while, actually have been thinking about taking this blog down. But as I'm waiting on the phone with my car insurance company to pay a bill because the online payment system is down, I thought I'd go ahead and describe last night's dream.

I dreamed my parents bought a house in a nice, very fancy new neighborhood.  For some reason I was still living with them.  It was up on the top of a hill, and kind of at a corner lot in the neighborhood.  It was winter when we moved here.  Because I remember the lower porch/deck had carpet on it, and I wondered if it would get ruined when the snow melted or if it rained.

When I went walking one way, there was a little community center/clubhouse type building.  I saw several teens and middle school age students.  Heard them talking about how they'd be going to the middle school I used to teach at, but then the high school students were going to a different high school than what I would have thought.  Inside the building I found this room that had a bunch of books and stuff on a shelf that was high up.  I went and started adding books as I looked through what was on there.  A doctor came in, and started kind of holding my leg like he was examining it while I was standing on the table to put things on the high shelf.  He was cute, but also told me I needed to not tell people he was doing that, and meet him later.

As I left the building, I found something.  I can't remember what it was now. But I was showing it to some women about my mom's age as they were walking through the neighborhood, and they were trying to say they'd take it and find who it belonged to, but then pointed me through the trees to a different area of the neighborhood.  So I walked that way to do whatever it was I was trying to do.  On my way back to my mom's house, I saw people heading down the hill through the forest to an outdoor amphitheater type of place.  They were announcing some song that included a part by Willie Nelson.  But then the people who came to the stage to sing didn't actually include him. There were people sitting in the stands, and others sitting on blankets out in the grass. And it wasn't winter anymore.  And there were more and more people walking down that way.  I was excited to get back to my mom's house and tell my stepdad about it, because I thought he'd enjoy the live music.

And, that's about all I remember!