Mydera

Dream One- I dream that I am at the movie theater with my boyfriend. the lights have dimmed, but not gone down enough to start the movie yet. For some reason I take my pants off, but am still wearing a very long white night gown. Its the kind of long white cotton nightgown you'd expect your grandma to wear, nothing really cute or anything. I feel a bit awkward at first sitting in the movie seat with just the really thin night gown over my butt. I wonder for a moment if it's sanitary lol. A group of people come in and try to sit beside me. Being the antisocial person I am, I move back one seat because I don't want to actually have to interact with strangers. My boyfriend complains that he can't see, so we move across the aisle to a seat closer to the middle but still away from people. I wake up.

Dream Two- My kids have forgotten a bag of stuff at my house so I am taking it to them while they stay at their dad's house. I knock. No one comes to the door, but it swings open and I can hear the kids playing down a hall. I call out, "Hello? I'm here to bring the kids their stuff they forgot." but no one responds. I realize that I hear the kids going WILD, but no adults telling them to stop running and jumping and screaming so I walk down the hall to investigate. There's a huge mess in the hall, lots of toys and clothes and even a charging cable for something that I nearly step on. At the end of the hall the kids are having a pillow fight in a living room (I have never actually seen the inside of my exhusband's house to know what the set up really is) I say very loudly to the kids, "Don't you guys think you're being a bit too wild and crazy?" and they stop and just stare at me in shock. My exhusbands wife and two other females come walking down another hall to see what's going on. His wife starts raising hell that I am in her house fussing at her kids as well as my own. I try to stay calm and tell her about the door opening it's self and hearing the kids, but she just fusses more, so I get aggravated (I really can't stand her in real life because she was my best friend for years) and start yelling back at her that she's a shitty parent not watching the kids and someone had to come in and stop them before their hurt themselves or broke something or both. Her daughter, the oldest of all the kids, steps in and interrupts us mid argument because she can't find the charge cable for her DS. The wife yells at her for interrupting, but I calm my voice and act as if there was no fight going on at all, and even find the ability to talk to her happily and excitedly like the kid she is despite my anger towards her mom. "Is it a black cable? I saw a black cable in the hall when I walked in, do you think that might be it?" The girl asks me where in the hall, and I lead her to the pile of stuff I nearly stepped on earlier. She gets really excited and jumps up and down holding it above her head like a trophy to show her mom. The wife gets a super pissed look on her face and hisses at the kids to go to their rooms so she can deal with them when she finishes with me. Then I wake up.