redring
February 1st, 2006, 06:39 AM
I woke up this morning after a dream. I dreamed my husbend accepted to buy a house geting a loan through work and draging me to bid on the house. He was sooo excited and I sat in the car feeling as if I had never been asked about it at all he had just made up his mind. To me we were not bidding we had already acepted and were stuck trying to make payments. We drove through endless beautifull houses and it seemed we would never get there when we got close the neibhorhoods turned geto and the houses turned into warn out ones with sparatic nice ones in between I held hope he had gon after a nice one. When we pulled up the one that was there was slightly delapatated and painted unmatching colors outside. I scolded my husbend and asked how he could go after this junk without checking it out befor. He said I had seen it befor and I wak ok with it. With some work I would love it. We went inside and a few others were actually there. I looked around a bit and came accross a hallway with huge personality. Simple but it created an atmasphere that was wonderous. I realised much of the house was like this and it had meany hiden areas and passages. I rushed to my hubby and told him if he wanted it soo badly I was behind him. We could fix what was wrong, it would be work but well worth it. The sales lady toured me around and showed me poisonus spiders and dusty passages and a basement full of scary stuff but I still thought it could be saved, She agreed they all coud be fixed.
When I woke up I lay there thinking how strange when I rememberd, A while back I dreamed about that same house. It was full of things. Bags and boxes and ect, all piled end to end and on top of each other. I was there to see if I could use any of it. I looked through and discoverd in the mess were junk and in between the junk was jewls and fur coats and riches. I did not want the junk. People were there finding the jewls and running off with them, they slightly intrested me. But it was the house that seemed famillyer and what I liked and wanted to keep most. I had felt the same then as I did now. The house was me. My subconsious trying to tell me somthing????:hahugh:
When I woke up I lay there thinking how strange when I rememberd, A while back I dreamed about that same house. It was full of things. Bags and boxes and ect, all piled end to end and on top of each other. I was there to see if I could use any of it. I looked through and discoverd in the mess were junk and in between the junk was jewls and fur coats and riches. I did not want the junk. People were there finding the jewls and running off with them, they slightly intrested me. But it was the house that seemed famillyer and what I liked and wanted to keep most. I had felt the same then as I did now. The house was me. My subconsious trying to tell me somthing????:hahugh: