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!

To BEA or not to BEA

So, if you are a book lover and blogger, you probably know what I mean by BEA, I mean Book Expo America.  Like the biggest book convention in the US.  I've been able to go twice, 2012 and 2014.  Unfortunately it is in NYC, and so I can't afford to go every year, even with my sister living there and giving me a free place to stay.  But everyone who is there, lots of my blogger friends, are posting all their wonderful pictures of meeting authors and all the piles of books they're getting.  So of course it's making me jealous, and of course it would then leak into my dreams as it did last night.

So, I dreamed that the conference was going on and I was there, but not at the conference.  Somehow I was in the same convention center area, and was seeing the people who had been there, even though I didn't get to actually go in.  I ran into one blogger, I can't remember if it was someone real or not, but it was someone I'd traded with before, and she was sitting at a table and had a card to give me with a couple ARCs she was looking for that she wondered if I might have.  Of course how in the world she thought I would have ARCs since I hadn't even been to the convention, I don't know. But that is what happened.  Whenever I dream about being at conferences I have the same kind of long hallway area with a sign up table at the end that shows up in all the dreams.  It is kind of a combination of the different hotels/convention centers that I've been to I think.  I also dream a lot of times about a little bar that is in a house/bookstore type building that authors go to before or after the convention and somehow I can walk to it from my house/apartment/hotel room.  It varies depending on the dream.

That's the main stuff I remember from my dreams last night.

Dr. Who?

 

So I woke up this morning remember almost all of my dream!  And then, I got busy doing things at work and have forgotten a lot of it. So I decided to go ahead and try to start blogging what I did remember so that maybe the other parts would pop back into my head as I was typing.

I'm not a Doctor Who fan.  It's not that I don't like it, I've just never watched it.  And I'm sure I'd probably really enjoy it, but I already have so many shows that I watch that I just don't want to let myself get involved in another one.  However probably due to all the stuff we have to do with the show at the bookstore where I work, I'm guessing that is why it was in my dreams last night.

I remember something at the beginning about how I was going to do some complicated type of degree.  I'm guessing it had something to do with the International Baccalaureate program we have at school and all the testing we've been doing and will be doing the rest of the school year.  But I was worried about getting to my class/test whatever on time.  And for some reason I needed my parents to drive me, but they wouldn't help me out.  It was my mom and stepdad I think.  Which is weird, they've always been there for me when I need them for something like that.

So then I get to school and am looking at all the things I have to do in this classroom and thinking that maybe I don't want to do whatever this thing is that I have to do.  And after kind of discussing it with one of my professors from back when I was in library school, we decided that really it wasn't anything that was going to help me any, and so it would be a waste of my time and stress to do it.

Next thing I remember is being in a girls' bathroom at school, although it kind of looked like a fitting room in a store, and I was getting dressed in some type of Doctor Who costume, with the maroon and gold scarf I think?  Maybe it is in my head because of the books I ordered that arrived at school and I'm getting ready for the students.  But then in my dream, two students came in and were also changing into costumes, and one of them is an 8th grade girl we have that I know is really into Doctor Who and was telling me how awesome my costume was. 

I can't remember a lot of what happened after that.  I remember coming out in my costume and there being a kind of cute guy there, and me hoping he'd be impressed by my costume because he was a  Doctor Who fan.  I'm guessing that part may have had something to do with the new guy at work last night.

So that's all I can remember for now.  If I think of any other parts I may come back and add to the post later.  I just feel like there was more to talk about!