I slept in this morning….way in, like 10 o’clock in…I must have needed it. I slept straight through until about 4am when the beagle caught a whiff of something and demanded to go outside. I was not the happiest about this middle of the night shenanigans. I had no problem falling back to sleep and the steady rain and cloudy skies made it easy to stay in bed longer than normal.
The dream I remember most from last night was pretty intense. I was back at the old house with the Girl and we were grabbing the last of our stuff. I saw what I thought was a bird out of the corner of my eye so I went to investigate. I opened a closet that was never there and grabbed some things. I noticed that a spider from that closet had jumped in the bag. There were a couple of things that were packed up that had a stowaway spider in the bag/box. The spiders were coming with me, whether I liked it or not.
Then I was outside and there was a large brick wall that I needed to climb. I was very uncomfortable and made it almost to the top when I let go and slid back down while knowing I would have to climb that wall again.
Then I was back in the old house. I had a couple of pictures that were my mom’s. It felt like she was alive in the dream but not in the house and I felt like I hadn’t seen her in a while. Then her boyfriend showed up to help us move our stuff out. Then he was gone and it was just me and the Girl. When we went outside there were two cars. One had been at the old house for a while and then there was my car. I guess the Girl was going to drive the other car?
We were around the cars when the new owner showed up. He pointed out that he had given us ample time to move our stuff and this was the last time. As he is talking a fire truck pulls down the driveway. I start to drive out of the driveway when a white truck was coming down and forced me in the wet grass towards the ditch. I was still able to get out but it was tricky.
I haven’t been able to figure out why I keep dreaming about the old house but it seemed like last night might be my last? Whatever I felt I had left behind has been resolved in the dream world. It took a lot of dreams to get there but I think it might be over. Only time will tell?
I thought a lot about this dream while I laid in bed, listening to the rain this morning. I thought about a lot of things…
Most of my to do list was inside today. I knew the rain was coming so I planned accordingly. I slept in so my travels started late, which worked out and I missed most of the rain. I got a free paint sample from a local hardware store with the beauty and the beast chair upcycle in mind. Then we dropped off the recycling and headed to my favorite coffee shop for some weekend coffee. I filled up my gas tank, stopped at the local deli to buy my Boar’s Head lunch meat and cheese, and the headed to a local greenhouse for some lettuce and tomatoes. They also had a new batch of peaches in so I bought almost four pounds and canned some peach vanilla butter. This was not originally on the list but it seemed like the perfect activity for a rainy August 1st.
I also made a batch of yoga mat spray, some facial toner wipes, and some peppers in oil. I was basically in the kitchen for most of the day. It seemed appropriate for the first harvest holiday and it wasn’t even on purpose….I just ended up there. I always seem to end up where I am supposed to be….Zia