scottiesdreamin

Only one dream to report – bummer. Alan Jackson in the background as I type.

DJ 15

Motel work and the ex

This was a goofy dream in that we (my ex-wife & I) are checking in hunters for the deer season. But we’re not checking people in from our office. It’s an older two-story house. I don’t even recognize the house, but it feels familiar.

A group of hunters comes up the stairs – one of the normal threesome in Real Life. When they get up to the counter, they pay for the room, and for whatever reason I took the cash drawer out and set it on top of the counter. I never so that. Donna looked at me rather strange by this move. Then one of the hunters made a playful grab for a stack of five dollar bills. He and I are fighting for the money at this point.

After I gain control of the money, Donna makes a comment about having a real cash drawer and this wouldn’t happen. (Yeah, if we could afford it). She was referring to one of those large old antique cash machines. It was as if I could read her mind in what she looked forward to in a cash drawer. We showed the hunters out and to their room.

That was the dream. There was more, but as this was the last of the night (4:30) I had to rely on memory this evening to recall it.