Dreams from this weekend

I'm not sure of the order or even when I had these dreams over the last couple of days, but here are some of the narratives:

My old personal trainer and new personal trainer had decided to both train me at the same time, but neither of them were being particular attentive and I was getting annoyed. By the end of the session, I said to them, I AM NOT PAYING FOR THIS SESSION.  One yelled, "YES YOU ARE."  And a chase ensued. I got away by going through a back entrance that read "trash compactor." I went down the elevator and the guy in charge of the trash compactor yelled at me and said, "Can't you read this is only for the trash compactor." I continued on my way as if I didn't hear him.

My brother and his friends (friends were unrecognizable) were renting a huge house somewhere east of Mishawaka Indiana and west of Elkhart, Indiana. The house was huge. My two nieces were there and my dad was there. My brother, my dad and I all drove separate cars. We were all leaving to get some food and I remarked how dumb it was that we brought three cars. Then I had forgotten something in the house. I ran back and was unsure which way to turn, left or right. I turned left, and then left, and then the road became treacherous, unfinished, under construction, etc. Panicked, I turned around and went back to the house. But then I went the same exact way and started on the treacherous road. I turned around and go to a train station. It turns out I was in Michigan. There was a marching band disembarking from the train, that I had just missed that would have taken me home. I go to cab and ask him to drive me to Mishawaka. The guy says, "no way, it's too far." The cab is from the 1950s. I told him I would pay him anything. He says ok, but then drives past me. I start walking, with the marching band, and see another cab. He agrees to take me. While we are driving I see a line of Hispanic men waiting for transportation to South Bend. I feel terribly guilty that I am in a cab while they are waiting.

I'm driving and there are huge snow drifts. I can't see anything. I turn off on Belmont off Lake Shore Drive and there is a family. Their windshield is cracked. There is a little girl in the back. The husband is on the cell phone. The wife is just looking worried. I have three blankets in my car. I offer them two of them. They touch the one that I don't want to give them (My Bubbie's blanket that she knit for me in 1976). I say, no take the other two. The wife wants to know how to get them back to me. I tell her not to worry about it. She wraps her daughter in the blanket and drives off.  I get to my place and go into an unfamiliar elevator. It turns out that it goes to my floor, but it's some sort of VIP elevator that I can't use, even though it goes to my floor. Annoyed, I go look for another elevator.

prayer and luggage

I was locked in a glass room with a bunch of former students and my bf ARSJ. No one was opening at their prayer books as requested by REG. ARSJ was asked to lead a prayer. I looked at the prayer and it was one I'd never seen. She began to try to fake it and then REG tried to help her but it was clear he didn't know it either.

Seperate dream? I'm carrying a lot of luggage. I end up losing a piece on the bus. The bus is somehow part of the blue line. I have to get on the blue line to get to the bus. I call the bus company and they say I have to actually find the luggage myself, they won't help. So I ask my friend DG to help me. She rides one cycle while I ride another so hopefully we can find the luggage. Only this keeps costing me a lot of money because I forget to take the transfers. We keep trying, but can't find the luggage.

New York City

This one is a little sketchy because it's later in the day that I'm writing it

My best friend, ARSJ and I are walking around New York City. It is winter. She says she needs pea pods. We go into a CVS and look for them. The CVS is terribly crowded and I lose her. My friend calls and invites me to his house. In this dream he lives in a huge hotel with his family, but they occupy about 4 stories of the hotel. REC and his wife have purchased me a lot of jewelry including golden cauliflower earrings and a big diamond ring. I don't know where to put the diamond ring because I don't want LC to see it because we are not engaged and I don't want him to be intimidated by the ring. I ask to DC how much all of this jewelry cost and she said 100,000. I gasp and as I gasp she is writing a letter. I look around and see my two nieces ARM and LPM. I hug them and hold them individually for a long time.

Dream 1

An old sorority sister of mine, one I’m not close with but like and is a FB friend, has been hospitalized for throat cancer. She is at Northwestern. I get there to see her and she is in bed. It is a huge room with several beds.  Only her bed is up next to another patient sleeping in a purple sleeping bag. Her husband is there. Her son is hiding under the bed. Her daughter is there playing. Another little boy is there. I ask her if that is her son. She says no, she only had two kids. He is a random boy without a t-shirt on and he leaves.  She tells me she had a horrible miscarriage. I ask her if she is in the hospital for breast cancer. She says throat cancer, but it’s not bad. Then I go under the bed to say hi to her son and pull out a newborn baby. It seems as if the little boy had brought and left a newborn baby boy. The baby fits in one hand. I suggest we call a nurse. Everyone suggests later because they don’t want to be accused of stealing the baby. As I hold the baby, I seriously consider adopting it. As I’m holding the baby they tell me about how they got in trouble with the hospital for overusing the babysitting service for their two kids. I tell them that’s bullshit, that’s what it’s there for and 2 hours doesn’t seem like a long time. They said their doctor said it was too long. I said what business is it of a doctor how long you use the babysitting service. I hand my friend the baby and leave. I think about if I should adopt the baby. Then I go to another friend’s house. She is trying to find something funny on Youtube, but it’s been taking down. I go to pick up the phone to find out about the baby, and her husband is on the phone with his mother. I ask her what they are talking about and she says her mother in law’s poop is dinosaur shaped and it’s freaking her out.  I asked her if that included the feet, and she says no, and laughs. I wake up.

New mission

This is a place where I will chronicle my crazy dreams.