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12:20:2002 Entry: "Ann : DREAMs - Old House"

DREAMs - Old House

Stan and I were looking at another house and we decided to buy it. It was quite a bit bigger than our house...it had at least four bedrooms and three stories. It was older too, out of the 1800s Victorian era. It had an extremely steep, almost steeple-like mansard roof over a dining room area, which ended with a skylight on top. It had very high ceilings, and the dining room skylight area was about thirty feet high. There was also a window in that area that started about four feet off the ground. It had a very deep windowsill, and I asked Stan if I could put plants on it. It wasn't in quite as good a shape as our house...all the walls were the original plaster and lath...no newer drywall, and they looked sort of ratty in parts. And I knew that the wiring was old, which was sort of disturbing. Yet the house was such a gem, and we'd be buying it for $91,000, which, in the dream, seemed like a lot more than our current mortgage, but IRL, it's much less. It was as if we never left the house, however, and further in the dream it was full of people, namely relatives of mine that IRL don't exist (I have no relatives...none...just parents and in-laws). There was one older woman there who looked like Granny from the Beverly Hillbillies, but somehow I knew she was my grandmother. I was actually proud to have a grandmother that was still alive. She had some card decks and I was going to ask her if she knew how to play Canasta or something. I also wanted to write down in this journal about the house we were going to buy, but I didn't have my iBook with me. I told Stan that I wanted to go home to get my iBook, but I also didn't have any clothes with me either, so I had to wear these old clothes (laundry) that Stan had there. Some of it was doubled-up t-shirts and tripled-up (male) underwear, so I put on all these weirdly layered guy's clothes to go home to get my iBook. Strange.

I remembered that the previous night I dreamt that I had a cage full of praying mantises and they were eating everything else that was in the cage like fish and crayfish. I was trying to remove them to stop them from eating the other animals, but it was extremely hard to do, and rather freaky.

That house dream should stick with me for some time. That dining room area was just magical.

By Ann @ 20:24 AM CST:12:20:02 ..::Link::..