I dreamt I had a conversation with B. Obama. I was running for office in the County where I live, some kind of fiscal officer, and I didn't feel up to the task. Maybe he was giving me a pep talk but I don't really remember what our conversation was about - it was definitely not about his potential presidency.
I was driving down a street that was really busy and had a big hill. I had to turn right. I went scuba diving, but it wasn't really scuba diving - a guy was running a tourist attraction. It was enclosed and you breathed air from a tube that was hooked to the surface and you just swam around under water. When we got out I asked how much it was and the guy said, oh $1 for each of you so $10-15, but Dave thought that was too cheap for what it cost the guy to run the equipment so he gave him $150. I was mad at that, but Dave didn't care. Then I was walking around a mall, but more like the mall at a casino so there weren't too many stores, but there was a lot of beautiful decor and I was wearing an evening gown getting ready to go to dinner. (Maybe I'm thinking second honeymoon ---- hmmmm......)Note: Maybe both of these dreams about money stem from the fact that Dave and I were fantasizing about what we would do if we won the lottery. Oh that would be fun.
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