That was one weird dream
It's fading fast, so I wanted to get it down before I forget.
The furthest back I can remember, I was with a group of people, I don't know who they were. We all moved into this beat up manufactured home. We got this new dishwasher, and the first time we used it, the whole house started bouncing up and down, sliding off the foundation. I stumbled over to the part that was supposed to be my part of the empty living room, and stepped in this gap in the floor,that was caused by the bouncing. The indoor-outdoor carpet kept me from falling through. My part of the floor was solid though. I yelled at everybody to come over and see, and all of a sudden, the little hole was this huge, four foot wide, 7 foot long gap. Everybody got really mad and were planning on going to the landlord and complaining, and trying to get a new, solid foundation. Then it switched to another group of people I was with, and we were going to some church thing. We went into the church cuz there was supposed to be some famous little girl there...? Then everybody was getting impatient, and decided to leave to get fast food hamburgers. Then I was with the family from that 80's show with Erkel, and the father got mad when everybody left, and he tried to get them back, but they were already gone. Suddenly, we were outside, in this giant community garden, and he started yelling that since everybody else was gone, he wanted a steak. Then the garden turned into a factory, but it was still outside. I was on the end of this line of workers, that was still the garden in rows of mounds of dirt, but there was no assembly line, just everybody doing the same thing. We had to wear finger cots, and I couldn't do whatever we were doing right, but everybody was being really sympathetic to me, lying to me, trying to make me think I was doing good, but I knew I wasn't. Then the garden was all covered with ice, but it wasn't cold (yet), and we didn't think anything of it. I ran out of finger cots, and all that was left was this box with nothing but little pinky sized ones. I had a panic attack, cuz I was afraid everybody was going to find out and get mad at me, and think I was all incompetent. I went a few rows down, I guess to see if I could find more, and then it was the church group again, eating on the dirt mounds. I ran into this one group that was real conservative, sort of like Amish, but not quite as extreme. The girl had a long, light blue dress on, that looked like an old 70's prom dress, with sheer long sleeves. I started to ask her if she was cold, and suddenly, it turned REALLY cold, I went down a few more rows to the edge of the garden/church function/factory. The ice was MELTING (go figure), and flooding, and I ran screaming back to warn everybody. It switched to a regular, inside type factory, and it was chaos. I was running around, trying to find my locker, cuz my backpack was in it, and I had all my important stuff in it, but I couldn't remember my locker number. This black guy tried to help me find it, and I think I did, but then I couldn't remember my combination. NOW, it turned into J. C. Penney, and I was in this part that was a snobby, rich lady's section, and the sales ladies were real rude to me. It didn't seem to phase them, that the store was flooding. They acted like they knew something, I ran out the door, and somehow overheard this telephone conversation between this pretty, higher up type sales lady and the head of the company, but I couldn't see them. It was a conspiracy between the two of them, and it became like the plot to a tv show. I never found my backpack, but I decided to forget it, and now I was with this OTHER group of church people, which turned into the people I used to work with at a gas station in Scottsdale. We were running up this narrow flight of stairs, inside the building, single file, cause that's the only way we fit. I was in the front, and I could hardly move, I was so slow. They started getting impatient with me, so I squeezed sideways and let them by. I all of the sudden discovered I could keep up with them, and almost pass them, by crawling on all fours like a monkey along the hurricane fencing that was on the walls of the stairway. Then we were outside, the fencing was gone, and we were on this 6 foot long telephone pole like thing, that led to a platform without guard rails, thousands of feet in the air. They all made it across, but I wasn't able to. I said, "what happens next?" and this really nice, good looking young guy that looked like one of the convicts I knew from back in the 80's when I was in the jail ministry, told me to grab hold of his hand with "just enough pressure to...", and I woke up with another sinus headache.
Wow, I can't believe I remembered all that. I'm going to eat breakfast, now.
The furthest back I can remember, I was with a group of people, I don't know who they were. We all moved into this beat up manufactured home. We got this new dishwasher, and the first time we used it, the whole house started bouncing up and down, sliding off the foundation. I stumbled over to the part that was supposed to be my part of the empty living room, and stepped in this gap in the floor,that was caused by the bouncing. The indoor-outdoor carpet kept me from falling through. My part of the floor was solid though. I yelled at everybody to come over and see, and all of a sudden, the little hole was this huge, four foot wide, 7 foot long gap. Everybody got really mad and were planning on going to the landlord and complaining, and trying to get a new, solid foundation. Then it switched to another group of people I was with, and we were going to some church thing. We went into the church cuz there was supposed to be some famous little girl there...? Then everybody was getting impatient, and decided to leave to get fast food hamburgers. Then I was with the family from that 80's show with Erkel, and the father got mad when everybody left, and he tried to get them back, but they were already gone. Suddenly, we were outside, in this giant community garden, and he started yelling that since everybody else was gone, he wanted a steak. Then the garden turned into a factory, but it was still outside. I was on the end of this line of workers, that was still the garden in rows of mounds of dirt, but there was no assembly line, just everybody doing the same thing. We had to wear finger cots, and I couldn't do whatever we were doing right, but everybody was being really sympathetic to me, lying to me, trying to make me think I was doing good, but I knew I wasn't. Then the garden was all covered with ice, but it wasn't cold (yet), and we didn't think anything of it. I ran out of finger cots, and all that was left was this box with nothing but little pinky sized ones. I had a panic attack, cuz I was afraid everybody was going to find out and get mad at me, and think I was all incompetent. I went a few rows down, I guess to see if I could find more, and then it was the church group again, eating on the dirt mounds. I ran into this one group that was real conservative, sort of like Amish, but not quite as extreme. The girl had a long, light blue dress on, that looked like an old 70's prom dress, with sheer long sleeves. I started to ask her if she was cold, and suddenly, it turned REALLY cold, I went down a few more rows to the edge of the garden/church function/factory. The ice was MELTING (go figure), and flooding, and I ran screaming back to warn everybody. It switched to a regular, inside type factory, and it was chaos. I was running around, trying to find my locker, cuz my backpack was in it, and I had all my important stuff in it, but I couldn't remember my locker number. This black guy tried to help me find it, and I think I did, but then I couldn't remember my combination. NOW, it turned into J. C. Penney, and I was in this part that was a snobby, rich lady's section, and the sales ladies were real rude to me. It didn't seem to phase them, that the store was flooding. They acted like they knew something, I ran out the door, and somehow overheard this telephone conversation between this pretty, higher up type sales lady and the head of the company, but I couldn't see them. It was a conspiracy between the two of them, and it became like the plot to a tv show. I never found my backpack, but I decided to forget it, and now I was with this OTHER group of church people, which turned into the people I used to work with at a gas station in Scottsdale. We were running up this narrow flight of stairs, inside the building, single file, cause that's the only way we fit. I was in the front, and I could hardly move, I was so slow. They started getting impatient with me, so I squeezed sideways and let them by. I all of the sudden discovered I could keep up with them, and almost pass them, by crawling on all fours like a monkey along the hurricane fencing that was on the walls of the stairway. Then we were outside, the fencing was gone, and we were on this 6 foot long telephone pole like thing, that led to a platform without guard rails, thousands of feet in the air. They all made it across, but I wasn't able to. I said, "what happens next?" and this really nice, good looking young guy that looked like one of the convicts I knew from back in the 80's when I was in the jail ministry, told me to grab hold of his hand with "just enough pressure to...", and I woke up with another sinus headache.
Wow, I can't believe I remembered all that. I'm going to eat breakfast, now.