Digging in a flower bed I unearthed ripped apart bodies of tiny kittens and the body of a tiny horse. I had a deja vu upon seeing the bodies of tiny kittens (maybe have dreamed of this before and forgotten). At first I thought I would just arrange the bodies better and leave them out, but it did not seem right. I then took earth from another flowerbed to bury the bodies. The earth felt slightly acidic to my bare hands.
Dream 1: Visiting Family and Skin issues
We were visiting family in Wisconsin. I was worried that I did not have presents for anyone. There was a side of the family I had never met, and it was clear my mother in law did not like them, but they were there begrudgingly.
During the visit my husband was worried about a skin problem he had developed. He was saying he would have to see a specialist about it after we came back. I asked why not see a doctor here, but he thought that was not an option.
Dream 2: Old job working in car
I was in my old job. I was reluctant to go into the office even though I had driven there and was in the parking garage. So I started working in my car on my laptop.
The admin sought me out and found me in the garage, and said I was in trouble for not coming into the office. I told her that I was working right there. She said it did not matter, since I had not told anyone in advance.
In a later scene of what may still have been this dream, I was no longer in that job and had a new one. My old boss sought me out and asked for a favor, but I declined, no more favors.
Dream 3: Buying Sweatpants Interaction
We were staying at a hotel, and I was buying sweatpants in the hotel gift store. The cashier as part of the transaction asked about which social network I belong to. I said that I had not found the pants online, we were staying at the hotel, and I just walked into the store, so online stuff was irrelevant here. She still insisted this was information to demand, but I refused to give it to her.
Brought bags of stuff infested with cockroaches into the house. The cockroaches started spreading throughout a cabinet. I was unsure what to do and was procrastinating dealing with them.
Full dream: This was a period dream, but I am not sure when and where it took place but I was a lady wearing an old fashioned dress. A man kidnapped me at gun point. Turned out he was an actor and wanted me to perform with him. The plays were in French and Italian, but since I was not fluent in those languages, he wanted me to stay quiet, and he would do both his parts and my parts. Turned out he was a ventriloquist. Over time I feel in love with him, but he was dying so our time was limited.
Fragment: all I remember is making pasta with shredded cheese and meat balls.
Another fragment: in my old job there was a man who in real life sometimes would when stressed show some signs of dementia or forgetfulness. But in my dream it was another man in that job that was showing those signs of forgetfulness. I went to the admin at the front desk and told her about it, and she wanted me to do something about it to help him not be forgetful.
Around 3am WBTB followed by the following non lucid dream:
Full Dream 2: Must Go Back to Bed
I woke up around 3am well aware that I was too tired and needed more sleep. My mother was visiting us, and was wide awake and busy at 3am (not possible in waking life, she is not a morning person). I told her I had to go back to sleep, but she would not listen. She started preparing an elaborate breakfast, some sort of omelette, demanding my decisions along the way of what to put in it or not. Finally I had enough, and insisted that I am going back to bed, no matter whether the omelette is almost done.
And another fragment:
I distinctly recall my husband asking me what would help me get up in x minutes. Upon waking up I thought it was an odd question for Sunday, so I asked him about it, and he says he did not ask any such thing today, therefore this must be a dream fragment, also post WBTB.
Dream 1: Nice Russian Young Man
A young man from Russia was studying and or working in the U.S. And so was his girlfriend. It seemed to others that he may have wanted to stay here, but because she wanted to go back to Russia someday, he was planning to go back with her. Which was a shame because he was such a nice young man. Then there was some really unpleasant guy who continued contacting him. Turned out the nice young man was a spy, and the unpleasant guy was like his supervisor spy who had something to hold over him to ensure that he continued being a spy and to ensure he did go back to Russia.
Fragment: I found out that my father had an adoptive daughter unbeknownst to me, and she had a familiar sounding last name, not my dad's.
In the beginning of the dream my husband was with me but then he was not but I did not notice the change. We were going to Canada. There was something wrong with me physically, I think with my leg, so moving was harder. We staid at a motel on US side. As we were leaving I could not fit all my stuff in my luggage so left some unimportant stuff behind.
Once we got to Canada, I realized I forgot my passport and we missed a flight so we had to use the land border crossing. I explained about my forgotten passport but was told by the officer that it would not be a problem as long as I do not buy too much stuff per day while in Canada.
Back in the US, without my husband, I staid at same motel as before, and got same room. All the stuff I had left was still there, and I decided that I wanted a lot of it after all, mostly kids toys.
I wish I remembered more of this dream. I remember I was a time traveler. And there was a man and his girlfriend, and I know I took the man back in time to try to change something. I think he may have been a rebel, anyway there was some violent element. And there may have been a suggestion of a threesome of me and the man and his girlfriend. But I don't really remember. But I think the meddling with time ended poorly.
In last night dream my husband and I were at a buffet. We were standing in line, and a man who seemed to be a friend of my husband's took out a badge that said "School Inspector" and showed it to us. Then I was getting sliced meat and I wished to get only one slice, but could not communicate it to the person carving it because he did not speak English, so he gave me three slices of meat, and I did not know what to do since i wanted to have room on my plate to take more variety.
I meant to get reservation for a fancy hotel, but instead got one for the one next door, and its main problem was that the bathroom was downstairs not with the room.
I was lost and moving on skywalks that were not secure and open to one side with danger of falling.
I slept a long time, and took a nighttime cold medicine before sleep.
My dreams were troubled and convoluted. Don't remember much. But I think mostly the characters in these dreams were strangers. At least part of a dream was in Nigeria and part of someone from Nigeria in the US. There was also a Skype scene with two strange men and one of them indecently exposing himself.
Ay, my mind when attacked by cold virus and on cold meds is an effed up mind.
My boss was impatient. He expected me to figure out and modify someone else's code quickly, and was breathing down my neck waiting for it.
In my dream my husbAnd was cheating on me and admitted to it. I proceeded to change house locks demanding separation.
Still shocked from finding out about cheating, I was with my kids and others, when the school principal came. She was disapproving because we were late for an event with the gifted and talented teacher.
None of this dream was real life based.
I wanted to have one of those ceremonies to reaffirm our marriage vows at church. Only in the middle of the dream I realized that I had actually only been married two years, and that instead of being beautiful this just showed my insecurity.
I was at a school event of sorts. Frustrated because my husband could not make it and it seemed like there was not enough time to do all I was supposed to do there for both of my boys. I was supposed to fill out some paperwork including a computer password, but the ink in my pen was smudging horribly and I feared nothing would be legible. Then toward the end of this dream, still at this event, my purse and my car went missing.
I have a coworker, works in a partner organization, and is a rather imposing individual. In my dream I believed a dream character was her, but she was not at all like her.
I first contacted M to cancel a meeting because most people were going to be out of the office the next day when the meeting was supposed to take place. Only then did I find out that M was there in person unlike usually when we collaborate long distance.
In my dream I did not notice that she looked and acted nothing like the real M. She was slimmer, different hair, different everything. And she was nicer, more approachable.
I changed my mind about the meeting. Since she was here in person, and would be one of the few in the office, we could meet.
When I woke I remember remembering another fragment, maybe about my mom? But now I forgot.