Get your seat belt on tight for this one!

Crazy dream:

It starts out with Susan, Jenna, and me in my room…like we were getting ready for something. Susan then says she smells something funny which reminds me that someone or something had been seriously sick in my room. It was on my bed (pooh) and on the floor by my window (barf…wet barf). I don’t mean to be graphic; I’m just giving the details of my dream ;-). So I say something to the effect of, “Yeah, I’m sorry, the cat got sick and I haven’t cleaned it up yet” (gross, I know…again my apologies). So we leave and Jenna and I are in the car (I think we were at the recreation center working out) when all of a sudden we see another car that has people dressed up as clowns. All of the people were tattooed in some way and two of the people were a couple we knew years ago. At that point Jenna backs her car up, keeping up with them going forward, and we started talking with them. They were shocked to see us, but were pleasant nonetheless and then we go on about our business. Then (you know the fun part about dreams? When you’re all of a sudden in a different ‘scene’ and you don’t know how you got there! That’s what happened at this point) I was at my house and the gross mess was still there, yet there were several things missing. Namely my memory boxes, a nightstand, and a headboard (I don’t even have a head board!). Oh, and I noticed I had a messed up thermostat, which right now works fine. Instantly, I was upset and I didn’t know what to do. So I called Jenna (at this time she was not physically with me) and told her what had happened. After I got off the phone with her I just sobbed at the loss. I could care less about the nightstand and headboard (that I don’t have anyway, lol!) but my heart ached for those memory boxes and what was in them. What importance do they hold? They are mostly Doug. So I sat there, then lay there, a sobbing mess. Until Jenna got there again. I got the feeling that she was rather annoyed with my sobbing and wanting me to just get over it as it was just stuff, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t let this go. I remember looking at her and saying, “They even took my headboard! I think I had a headboard…?” and when I went into the room that’s when I saw my mirror filled with dust. As I looked up my ceiling was a mess! There were pictures and sketchings and drawings all over! Mostly the sayings were of the encouraging kind and the pictures were pictures that would have been from before Doug passed away, so seemingly from a memory box (I do not believe that there are pictures in either of the memory boxes I own, but that’s the way my mind wrapped it up!) and when I looked further (in total shock now, more shock than when I was when Doug died!) I saw that they had taken down something on my wall that I had put there, but where I looked in my dream is where my light switch is! I also remember seeing a ceiling fan, which I do not have and I also was together enough to know I had to call the cops. I got the feeling that this happened while I was napping rather than while I was out with Jenna, but I could not get over the fact that I was in the house when it happened (I may have thought that because I was ‘napping’ at the time of the dream…?). I also felt that Doug was there as well, but not in the room so I couldn’t be sure. This again ensued a plethora of sobs, which may have caused Jenna to leave (I don’t do drama either, so I’m not really surprised…I am surprised at the amount of emotion I put into this dream though!) and then Doug was there. I was still so upset, I explained everything to him while in the kitchen (in the house I now live in and he’s not ever lived in) when he showed me our skylight (which he must have insisted upon because I currently do not have a skylight anywhere in the house, nor do I plan on putting one in!). The skylight had a sticker on it, one that must have not been there before, and instantly we knew who did the break in…the couple Jenna and I had seen while driving. The sticker was nothing spectacular, just something that they would have put up. All throughout this time I got the feeling that all they wanted to do was help, but they didn’t know what to do or how to help, so they did what they knew. After seeing the sticker and telling Doug about working out and seeing the couple I woke up…very confused at what had just happened. And also checking my room for anything out of place ;-).