Weird Dreams

[maisfeeka]

So I dreamed last night that I was working in some fairly swanky place. I had a nice office - large, thick carpet, greyish silver walls - just very luxurious and yet homey feeling. It was on the first floor and opened out into a sort of wooded garden with rock stepping stone stairs going up into a foresty glade type thing. However, I was apparently upstairs doing some other things when someone came up to tell me that a co-worker (whom I knew in my dream I had never particularly liked) had decided to use my office for something and somehow my cat had gotten out.

Now you'd have to know my cat, but she's 14 and the only way she'd go outside is to be forcibly dragged kicking and fighting, so I knew this co-worker had somehow managed to throw her out or scare her out. The person who came to tell me said they'd been searching for my cat for half an hour or so and they'd finally decided someone should come tell me.

I was such a mixture of furious and terrified. I ran down to my office and out the door, looking around frantically, and then started up the rock stepping stone stairs. I called for Kachina, not expecting an answer, but suddenly from under the stepping stone next up the stairs, this little black and white head poked right out with her little 'purrup' noise that she makes when she's particularly glad to see me. Then she squeezed out and I scooped her up and she was so scared that she actually let me and purred and purred and I woke up all happy.

Comments

[suzmc.livejournal.com]

That's a nice dream, sugar. Let me tell you about my not so nice one. It was a version of that college nightmare everybody has -- forgot to go to a class you signed up for and you're cramming, forgot to take a class and it's right before graduation and you have to tell everyone you're not, etc.

Saturday, me and Molly got to this event at Bumper's Drive In. They have a scholarship program every year where you drive around to ten of their locations around the state, get stamps on a little card thingie, and then turn it in. They gather everybody up when it's over and draw for scholarships. Big, big deal. You have to do all these things in addition to the stamps. My dream was that we got there and she'd won a boatload of money and I'd forgot one of the documents and was desperately calling to find someone who could get home and get it there before it was too late.

Woke up in a sweat.

When I told Molly about it, she said, "Mama, sweetie, you gotta' calm down."

Yeah, 18 yr old girl. YOU calm down. :-)

[maisfeeka.livejournal.com]

Aw... *hugs*

[celli]

awww!