This Morning’s Con Artist Dream

Last night, I slept without having any dreams.  When I woke up at 6 in the morning, I fed the cat and then curled up on the couch and I dozed off and that’s when I had my dream for the day.

I dreamt that it was raining outside.  There was a man and woman sitting in the living room, talking to me and my sister, Erin.  They wanted us to let them do a mold test on the house.  Both Erin and I knew they were con artists so there was no way we were going to allow them to do a mold test.  I wanted to kick them both out but Erin thought we should at least let them stay until the storm passed.  I woke up before discovering which one of us got our way.

Last Night’s Car Theft Dream

I was driving down a country road in the middle of the night.  As I drove, I saw a barn sitting in the darkness.  I stopped about a yard away from the barn.  I got out of the car and stated to walk towards the barn.  The grass was high and I could hear crickets all around.  I could also see that there was a light on in the barn.  As I got closer to the barn, the light suddenly went out and I was standing in total darkness.  I turned around and started to walk back towards my car but then I realized that I wasn’t sure where I had parked.  I walked around randomly in the dark, looking for the car.  I was starting to get really upset when suddenly, I saw the car sitting off in the distance.  I ran up to the car and got in.  I was surprised to discover keys hanging from ignition but, being in a hurry to get out of there, I went ahead and started the car and drove off.

As I was driving through the dark, I suddenly realized that I wasn’t actually driving my car.  Instead, I had stolen someone else’s car.  I decided that I would drive home and then, in the morning, I would return the car and find my own.

My home, in his dream, was a small cottage sitting next to what appeared to be a trailer park.  As I parked the stolen car in front of the cottage, I saw that my car was sitting in my driveway.  “Oh,” I said, “I guess I never drove my car to begin with.”

The dream skipped ahead to the next morning.  I was now driving my car (my actual car and not the one that I stole) through downtown Dallas.  I drove through Dealey Plaza and then suddenly, I was pulling up in front of the house that I lived in when I was in high school.  In this dream, I owned the house and I used it as a place to keep all of the stuff that I didn’t have room for in my main house.  I got out of the car and walked into the house.  I went to my old bedroom, which still looked exactly the way it did when I was in high school.  I looked through my closet and my dresser and I saw all of my old high school clothes.

I lay down on my bed and, as I stared up at the ceiling, I said, “But this doesn’t make any sense.  I don’t own this house.”  Even though I knew that I didn’t own the house, I decided to remain on the bed.  Several times, I told myself that I needed to hurry up and leave but I didn’t feel like moving.

As far as I can remember, that’s how the dream ended.

Last Night’s Home Burglary Dream

Last night, I dreamt that I came home from a drive and, when I stepped through the front door and into the living room, all of the furniture was gone.

As I stood there staring at the empty room, I felt my cat, Doc, rubbing around my ankles.  I look down at Doc and I said, “Doc, we’ve been robbed!”

Doc stopped rubbing his head against my ankle and looked out at the empty room.

“Who did this!?” I said.

The cat just looked up at me.

And then I woke up.

Last Night’s Weird House And Cat Dream

(Though some may be tempted to give me one, I’m not looking for an interpretation of this dream because 1) I’m getting over a cold and this dream was largely a result of me being sick and 2) I already know what this dream is about.)

Last night, I dreamt that I was in a gigantic mansion that was still decorated for Christmas.  I knew that I only had one night in which to take down all of the Christmas decorations but I also knew that, after I finally managed to get them all down, I would also have to figure out a place to store them all.  The mansion had a basement but, because there weren’t any lights in there, I didn’t particularly feel like going down there.  Fortunately, there was also a fairly large tool shed in the mansion’s backyard so I figured that I’d just put the decorations out there.

So, I started taking down all of the Christmas decorations and this quickly turned out to be a much bigger task than I had anticipated because it turned out that the mansion had hundreds of rooms and every room had been fully decorated.  Whenever I walk up one flight of stairs, convinced that I had finally reached the top floor, I would discover that there was actually another floor above me and that floor, of course, contained a hundred new rooms that had to be cleaned.  It was a never-ending house.

Still, I diligently went from room to room, pulling down wreathes and mistletoe and Christmas tree ornaments and pictures of Santa Claus.  It was long and exhausting work and there were several times that I got frustrated and was tempted to just leave but then I would tell myself, “No, I made a commitment to clean this place up.”

Anyway, I had just finished up taking down all the decorations in a gigantic sitting room when I suddenly heard what sounded like hundreds of cats meowing outside.  I ran over to a window and looked out the back yard and I saw that there were indeed a hundred cats in the back yard.  They had shown up out of nowhere and now, they didn’t appear as if they were planning on leaving any time soon.

Looking at them, I realized that they all looked similar, except some of them were a little bit fiercer or a little bit more passive than the others.  That’s when I realized that, somewhere, a portal had opened and all these cats had crossed from their own alternate time lines.

“What am I going to do about that?” I said, with a sigh.

And that’s when I woke up!

 

Last Night’s Wasp Dream

Last night, I dreamed that I inherited a huge mansion in New York.  I was really excited and I was having a lot of fun exploring all of the rooms and looking at all of the old furniture.  The library was full of books.  The walls were covered with valuable paintings.  The only problem was that there were wasps flying through every room so I couldn’t stand in one place for too long.  Finally, I looked out a window and I saw that there were hundreds of wasp nests on the outside wall.

That woke me up.  I’ve always been scared of wasps, in both real life and my dreams.