What Lies Beneath

I had another house dream this morning. I can’t remember if it was before or after I looked at the clock and saw 6:30 and said “heck no” rolled over and went back to sleep. It wasn’t a typical house dream because there was a lot of real life stuff crossing over.

In the waking world I am tired of struggling to make my bed every morning. Why am I still struggling? Just move things around. It had been on my list of things to do but I had the kittens Thursday and RD on Friday. Maybe after I get home from work tonight I will tackle this.  I also pulled my purple comforter out of storage and rewashed it the other day. I might as well put what I love back on after I move things around. I gave the light and cheery look  a good try and after almost three months….it’s just not me. Sometime this weekend I will make it happen.

I had to explain that part because in the dreaming world I was moving stuff around. The kids were with me helping me move the big stuff in a living room that I am not familiar with. We had just taken everything off of the tops of the furniture and furniture was spread out so we could move it around when my sister in law shows up. Seriously? I can’t even get to the door. Poor girl does nothing wrong and she is even irritating me in my sleep.I went to another room in the house where there was empty space with some old vintage pieces. I looked around and thought “what if I move some stuff in here?” Then a feeling washed over me and I had to get out of those rooms. I wasn’t moving anything in there.

There was a door and I opened it. It was boarded up until I blinked and then it was a scary set of dark stairs that led to the basement. I asked a girl and I have no idea who she was…how to get to the basement? She said “oh we never use those stairs, follow me.” She led me to another door which was better lit and not quite as scary. I was apprehensive but I followed her. There was a small landing where the stairs turned and there was a random grandfather clock in the way. I was able to squeeze by but it scraped my hip and I said “ouch, that’s gonna leave a mark.”

I get to the bottom of the stairs and we have to fight off feral kittens. Did you ever see Monty Python’s The Search for the Holy Grail? The seen with the killer bunny is what these cats reminded me of. We beat them back with a baby gate. When that was over I wasn’t prepared for what I saw next.  The walls were white and clean, the floor was clean and shiny….it wasn’t scary at all.  The washer and dryer looked brand new too. The weirdest part was when that girl said “don’t worry we will keep the water full for you.” I have no idea what that means. It was an interesting way to start the day….

Work was so very slow and he had too many people on the floor again. There is no happy medium in that place. Three tables of two and $17.50 later, it almost isn’t worth it. I could be getting work done around here and feeling like I accomplished something.

I did get my bedroom moved around and my old comforter put back on, I swear it took me forever. I kept sitting on the bed pondering “do I like or not?”  I have less walking room, but how much walking do I do in there? I sleep and get dressed and that’s all I do in that room. When my cousin and his wife find a house I will give her back her cheery comforter, I know I won’t use it again.IMG_3777

I am much more comfortable with darker colors…IMG_4217IMG_4218

The fact that the window isn’t centered behind the bed will drive me crazy but being able to make my bed in a non frustrating way everyday will be worth it. I also don’t like how the comforter pops out of the foot board.  I can’t complain too much it was free, I even had the spray paint on hand when I brought it home forever ago.

I’ve been listening to Buffy season 2 while I was working on my bedroom. Nothing makes you feel better than someone’s  ex being worse than yours. Angel was a real bastard that season. She’s about to send him to hell in less than twenty minutes….

I am hoping for a peaceful sleep tonight. I slept very well last night and I know it was because I cried and let some of this shit go. I don’t want to cry every night and I am rather exhausted today. Fingers crossed that I sleep through the night…..Zia

About dragonflyzia

I am just a woman finally accepting that I was never meant to be in the box. I don't fit into any stereotypes, please don't try and label me, that doesn't work either. I am embracing my uniqueness in ways that are new and challenging to me, so that I may continue to grow and never stop learning.
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