Was on a tv game show, partnered with a unspecified GoAer. Game was to form 4 pairs of 4 letter words from 32 letter tiles where each pair of words had a connection. No hints, no strikes and redos. We did find the (a?) solution, but i flubbed the callout, and the dream ended as they were debating whether the verbal flub invalidated the physical grouping of the tiles.
It wasn’t as crushing as a normal disturbing dream that ends with awakening due to severe embarrassment or terror of death, or even a disappointing as getting a wrong answer i should have known in bar trivia. It was more like, “well, shoot.”
On a road trip with the kids & they were small. Went to visit the sister of a friend at home. She had invited us but she really didn’t like kids. She had a few old toys the kids could play with as long as they didn’t make a big mess. But of course they did and I kept trying to clean up but they were making messes faster than I could clean. At some point we met the lady’s husband and I thought it was Mark, the husband of the friend whose sister we were visiting. But it was Mark’s brother, so the sisters were married to brothers. He was nice but agreed we needed to have stuff cleaned up before the wife got home.
Then I decided to go for a drive but I was really tired, too tired to drive. Somehow I ended up sleeping in the backseat but the car was still going until it stopped in a school yard. There were a couple kids in the school yard & they opened the hatch in the back and started pulling things out. I told them to stop but I was too tired to make them stop and they took an air mattress & gave it to a homeless guy.
Eventually I made it back to the house.
Also on this road trip we stopped at a library & there were murals on the wall and hubby randomly decided to paint his own mural until someone came & made him stop.
I don’t know if this is relevant but i was awake for at least 2 hours, maybe 2-4, and now I can’t get out of bed. I think I’ll go in late this am.
I was at the movies alone. When I went to get my car, I couldn’t find it. I had an app on my phone to find my car, but I couldn’t find the app on it. Every time I tried, I got an ad.
Dreamt I had to do some kind of fecal analysis during a wellness exam. Was very stressed out about not being able to produce a specimen on demand, but forgot about that worry when the fecalist (which was a thing in my dream) walked in and it was…Nick Cannon?
A group of us were playing volleyball, six on a side, and it was a tough competitive match.
But at some point instead we were sitting in seats like in a movie theater except that our opponents faced us (like we were still playing volleyball) and instead we were trying to throw small pieces of food at the opponents.
I had a very convoluted but interesting dream that i remembered pretty well upon waking and said to myself, boy, that deserves to go in this thread. Got distracted, didn’t post it, then i woke up (for real).
I was fairly new working at some place. I had some friendly conversations with the employees there, and was talking with one guy how I budgeted and that helped me be financially successful. My office had been relocated and was a bit secluded and I needed to physically move my computer from a different office.
While this happened, in the afternoon I got a notice that I was being sued. Another name was listed on this notification but I didn’t know who it was. I asked a lady from HR and she said this person had already sued the company. “I DON’T ANSWER QUESTIONS” she mocked, as evidently this guy saying that had helped his case.
It turns out the guy in question was the one I had a nice discussion about budgeting, I suspected that because I explained I was financially successful maybe he saw me as someone with money to go after.
Next think I know I’m in a classroom with a blackboard, and he is there also, and some third guy is putting advanced mathematical concepts on the board (the first one was group theory) and was asking me if I knew all this. Not wanting to give them anything to go on, I asserted that I don’t answer questions. Two more topics were mentioned but I responded with the same line, and this third guy seemed slightly stunned that I was not saying anything to help him build his case. I guess they were trying to challenge my mathematical knowledge and use that as a basis for saying why I shouldn’t be successful, but they seemed ignorant about what actual math I did use on the job. I started to feel at ease, finding it hard to believe they could possibly have any basis for suing me, and I was never talking to this guy again.
And then I woke up at 7am and knew I wasn’t getting back to sleep.
I had a nap dream just now. First, my ear had fallen off and I was going to head to the ER to see about getting it put back on. But we were in the process of moving to a very old and dark mansion, with lots of wood paneling and such. The mansion was attached somehow to a social event space, like with an auditorium and a lounge in it. The lounge was also kind of our living room? Idk.
It was filled with turds in velvet jackets talking about trump’s magnificence, and I was miserable. I blew up at them and tried to get out of the house purchase, but couldn’t. Also couldn’t leave my home because I needed a special key fob to open the gates, because it was also a private company’s event space. Also I only got three parking spots and when I asked what I wanted to have people over, the concierge looked at me funny and said “huh…I have no idea. I guess you just won’t.”
Anyway, my ear was still in a plastic bag in my pocket and not dealt with. And my husband was pissed at me because he never wanted to leave our previous home in a liberal little pocket of the city.
I was on a coach bus somewhere in England with my dad. The trip was going to take about an hour with two stops in between. We were halfway there with one leg to go and at a rest stop. I was enthusiastic where we were going for two days, can’t say what for, some kind of competition. I told my dad I didn’t bring a suitcase so all I had was the clothes on my back, but I was in a good mood and didn’t care.
We got off the bus and my dad was big into scouting and one of their mottos is “Be Prepared”. So I told dad I was a “Sometime Scout” in other words not always prepared. He couldn’t think of a good comeback so he went to the restroom.
My upcoming trip in April had started and I had arrived at Budapest. I arrived at a group of eight people. Two of them were Rick Steves and one of his fellow tour guides. I mentioned to everyone how nice it is to have a small intimate group. Rick then pulled me aside and informed me that the group would be following my personal itinerary. I let the group know I focus on beauty and started walking around and the group followed. I felt a weight responsibility to make sure everything would be worth visiting.
Then Toby and I were in Greece and had finished doing well in a bridge competition. We were staying with some family and the lady had rented a car for us for three days. We got pulled over by the police but said we would never speed in a rental car in Europe. I looked at the bill and the lady had paid 8,600+ greek sickles (that was evidently the name of the currency). I looked up the conversation rate and it had plummeted in one year from 20 to 27 sickles per USD, so she had spent over $300 to rent the car for us.
i was going to a red sox game with my dad. we bought tickets from some dude and it required us to climb up what was essentially a jungle gym to get to seats. but the price was good. whenw e got to the seats we realized how late we were to the game. The score was completely wacky, like a football score - 34-21 in the 6th or 7th inning. At least the sox were winning.
(my dad passed away 7 years ago. last time we were at fenway together was in 2009 and that was to watch a minor league game. for a red sox game together was probably no later than 1981 i figure.)
multiple times now I’ve had a dream where I need to travel a long distance, and instead of running, I drop down on to all fours and use my hands to pull myself along. I don’t know why, but feels effortless and i go materially faster than running. it’s weird.