Another New Job

It was the first day working at a new lawfirm. I was at my desk and people kept coming over to my desk but I wasn't allowed to ask any questions and I wasn't allowed to walk around. They didn't even give me a tour (it was 3 floors of the building) or tell me who I was working for. People got demerits for walking around the office. There were places to buy lunch right next to my cubicle so I saw people in line for lunch, but that was it.

My boys - So Independent

G and L were going to Geauga Lake, but back when it was still Geauga Lake and not Geauga Lake owned by Cedar Point or Geauga Lake the water park only. I was sending them on their own and G was going to watch Little One. I was making sure they were wearing tennis shoes because their Crocs would come off the roller coasters.

Switch to my backyard. Some teenage boys were cleaning up our backyard. They were getting the big branch out but Dave had already taken all the branches, cut them to uniform size and stacked them neatly all along the side of our garage.

Note: I wish that had really happened when I had woken up this morning. But Dave did get the majority of it cleaned up while I was at temple and I finished when we got back.

Pain in my eye

My eye had been hurting all day. It was my good eye, not the one with "Map Dot Fingerprint Dystrophy" or "Recurrent Corneal Erosions" or whatever you want to call it. I was helping some friends with their homecoming to a new house. They weren't there yet, but I was setting everything up for them. It was a large, warm, open room and I was setting up flowers or linen or something. I took a look at my eye and realized that I had a staple in it, on the white part, not the iris, and I couldn't just take the staple out because the white part of my eye had started growing over the staple. The Olsen Twins came into the house and were sympathizing with me. I couldn't remember the whole name, Map Dot....but they finished the name for me.

Dinner Date with Cake

I was at a dinner party with some friends and D was there. It was a pseudo date as I had just broken up with my boyfriend and so I was available to date. There were about 6 people there in all. I thought the evening was going well until D invited me to something else, but put a caveat on it - to not wear such revealing clothes. (I had been wearing a shirt that was a bit low-cut and showed off some cleavage). I was appalled because I thought my shirt wasn't that low-cut and we were all grownups - no kids around. I had replayed the scene in my head and realized that his body language kept moving away from me. So I was offended and got up and stormed off. I didn't dress like that all the time. I walked to the rapid station and was going to take the rapid home. He tried to get me to stay, but I just kept walking. He tried following me and eventually caught up to me with his friends and they brought dessert, cake, to eat. They had already eaten cake at the dinner but they had brought entirely new cakes to eat.

Payday - NOT

My boss, BJO, walked down the hall and handed me a bunch of checks that were all for very little amounts of money. He said that they all decided that my second job [yes, I have a small second part-time job] paid me too much and that all I was going to get was $7 per hour, but in check form I'd get slightly over $11 to compensate for taxes. This wasn't even the boss for my second job. I walked right up to JB, my second job boss, and quit on the spot. I told him it wasn't worth it.

[Note: Dave said that I was talking in my sleep and I was mad about something. Of course, it doesn't help that the rain on our gutters was so loud it made everyone, well, Dave and me, wake up.]

I was with my brother and we were judging a singing competition, but all the singers were awful - they were off key and singing in foreign languages. We realized that we were not supposed to be judging the singing but we were judging the song itself because these people wrote the songs but it was impossible to judge since we didn't understand the lyrics and couldn't follow a melody.

Then the scene switches to a movie-like scene. I'm working at a cafeteria or some place that has a kitchen. I took a person and chopped him up, and then I was found out. I had a bottle of pills and I took all the pills to kill myself but I heard someone say that if I took too many I would just throw them up. The movie switches from the end back to the beginning. There's a boy who likes my twisted, demented me and I couldn't figure out why. I'm back in the kitchen and I chop someone up. Then I take G and chop him up. He's in two pieces and I'm trying to hide him under the meat but even though he's in two pieces he's still able to scream. People are around me but they don't realize what I'm doing. I want to take the pills again.

(Note: I woke up and the first thing I did was apologize to G that I chopped him up and tried to eat him for an appetizer. He thought it was funny.)

Skydiving Japan

I was a professional skydiver in Japan. They loved me there. I dove into some water and then had to walk back home. I had to pay a toll and rode an escalator and wanted to keep some of the Japanese change for my kids. I then walked by a dock and was deciding whether to walk the bridge to China or take the Jet Express. I kept saying "Turner and Hooch, Turner and Hooch."

A House and Some Chocolate

I was at a friend's new house. It was a very big, rich-style house, but the bedrooms were extremely odd. The house was extremely long and there was a very small room off the middle of the living room that was about the size of my childhood bedroom and it was painted a shade of maroon and a shade of tan, which was a very strange combination. The master bedroom was about 10 feet from the garage door and completely on the opposite end of the house as everything else - kitchen, bathroom, etc.

Then I walked outside and there was a little pattiserie. They were about to close but I was hungry so I found a tort, which I usually hate, but it was so moist and delicious. Next thing I know all these fraternity guys are inside the shop having a food fight and literally there was nothing left in the bakery that was untouched.

My dream last night was mostly about G. I don't remember most of it but it had a very overwhelming G theme. Then it switched to.......

I was on a mountaintop and there were delegations from different countries - 4 people per country. People were riding around on horses and we were trying to solve some type of world-wide crisis. There were people out to get me - either because they liked me or they hated me, but I couldn't tell which.

New Job

I was working at a new job. I was on the field of a Brown's game and I kept following the players wherever they were on the field. I was blocking the people who were sitting behind me, but I didn't care. I had to hand things to them and tell them what to do (and no, I wasn't a coach).

Trying to Get Away

I had remembered the first part of my dream when I woke up - I've actually been dreaming all week but haven't blogged. I've been so tired lately that my brain isn't functioning to full capacity. My brothers were in town this weekend and I've been up early and up late and going all day long in the middle - not to mention all the stress that family brings (not my brothers - but my mother). Anyway, I don't remember the first part, even though I did until just about an hour ago. So here's the part I remember.

I was walking down a path. It was narrow. There was a large woman working in her field and she had two dogs on leashes, but the leashes came out onto the path. I had stopped to talk to her, thinking I'd be friendly, but it turns out she didn't want me so close to her property. I had asked her why her dog's leashes were so long as this was such a narrow path there was no way around the vicious dogs, but she just pointed to a larger path a bit away and said I should have been walking there instead - I hadn't even seen that path before.

Then the lady turned into a chiropractor. She had an odd bedside manner. She was still unpleasant. I was trying to get away from a guy and I was in a mall but I knew how to get away. There was a fountain and the fountain let out an opening down the way. I knew that people went scuba diving there, like cave diving, but I didn't have any dive equipment with me. I held my breath and stuck my head under but all I could see was a small hole of light and no way out. I knew there was a way but I was going into the unknown and didn't know how long I'd have to hold my breath for.

Actually, the part I thought I forgot was the lady on the path. I guess my brain is still somewhat with me.