Icky dreams
Have you ever had a nightmare, so vivid, that you woke up terrified? That happened to me last night. I remember dreaming and then I woke up, feeling like I screamed out loud (although B didn’t awaken, so I must not have really screamed). When I woke up, it was still dark, but I don’t know what time it was. I won’t go into the details of the bad dream, even though I remember it distinctly.
I was able to get back to sleep awhile later, only to have another bad dream. (What’s up with all these dreams?!) In this dream I was going to go on a railroad trip with some friends to a ball game for my college alma mater. However, for reasons unknown to me, the trip was to begin at a rail station a few hours from here. Strange. Anyway, B and I were late in getting to the rail station and I was very upset about missing the trip. We ended up looking at a house that we were going to purchase (that the current owners were refurbishing). The new flooring tile was a speckled pale blue (wouldn’t be my first choice, nor my second, nor my third for that matter…) and the upstairs bedrooms were not finished/no walls on one side - it was like they looked out over the living room. The biggest problem was in the kitchen. The floor of the kitchen had a huge crack in it where the concrete foundation of the house had broken.
In my dream, B told me that it could be easily fixed with a load of dirt and some concrete with new tile (hopefully not blue!). I was already upset about missing the train ride and ball game and the messed up house was the final straw. (A note to the parental units… no, we are not thinking about moving! And if we were to think about moving, it wouldn’t be several hours away from here!) And it certainly wouldn’t be to move into a house with a faulty foundation!!
I told B that there was no way that I was going to purchase that house. There were too many problems and I don’t remember anymore of the dream from this point.
Suffice as to say, I’m tired. I feel emotionally drained from the first dream and annoyed at even having the second dream. I needed restful sleep, not such a busy, pointless (and totally unattractive) dream. I would prefer to dream about warm spring days at the park, watching my kids play on the playground with me pushing them on the swings and sliding down the slides. Feeding the ducks a loaf of bread is fun too.
Any ideas for forcing good dreams to occur?