Do you ever wake up from your sleep, completely crazy from your dream? That’s me this morning, I’m still shaking, I’m still in disbelief that it was a dream, so much so that the first thing I did when I woke up was call my husband just to make sure that yes, it was just a dream….
I can’t remember all of it, but I remember bits and pieces very clearly and vividly. I was driving one of my ‘review’ cars with my husband and youngest daughter with me, I’m not sure where my oldest daughter was, but she wasn’t in this dream at all.
We were driving around Michigan (not sure why) and decided to go to some chicken fast food restaurant. I’d say Chik-Filet but that wasn’t it, it was named something else but just like it. When we walked inside we decided to do take out, I couldn’t decide what I wanted, I couldn’t find the children’s menu. Hubby sat down to wait, I finally found the children’s menu and told him what to order, then I still couldn’t decide on what to get myself, finally I decided on the Kosher meal which was #7. Weird I know…
My daughter had to go to the bathroom really bad, so I took her and yelled at my husband to “Just Order The Kosher Meal #7” (I remember this vividly for whatever reason). My daughter was running ahead of me because she had to go badly, but I could still see her. The place was full of people and there were games everywhere, it was like Chuck E Cheese. I saw my daughter run into the restroom and I was behind her, but then everything turned around and I couldn’t find her. She wasn’t in that bathroom. I ran around to two other rooms one which was a bathroom with an attendant in it and I asked her if she saw my daughter, she refused to speak to me. The other room I ran in wasn’t a bathroom at all, It was some sort of fun house or something I don’t know. But the woman inside told me to text her what I needed and she’d pull some strings. I also remember a creepy looking clown in there hanging from the ceiling.
I was trying to text the woman, but I just couldn’t, I couldn’t get anything typed out, let alone the number, when I looked up to get her to help me, the clown was then gone. I heard my daughter crying, and she ran into the room I was in, I finally had found her (or she found me). We heard something over the loud speaker that everyone had to evacuate because something was going on in the city. I’m not sure what it was right now, but we had to wear masks etc. It was almost like a war zone. The woman helped us get out, and I couldn’t find my husband, I tried to text him, couldn’t text, I tried to call him but every time I did it wasn’t the right numbers. I had to get my daughter out of there to safety so I just left him behind.
Got into the car, got her in the car and started driving, I see my husband walking with some girl down the street..
I get to a friends house where we’re watching the news, and I keep trying to call my husband but we keep having issues either with the service on the cell phone, or me dialing, I just couldn’t get it right. Finally when I did, he answered and told me he was sleeping he’d call me later. I called back again and again to get no answer, I called back once again later on and some girl answered and called me a Facebook stalker and to stop calling him.
(See the weird things I remember lol)
My friends were telling me not to worry about him, they’d help me with the girls. I remember washing my hands in the sink, taking all of my rings off, and putting them back on one by one when I dried my hands, and them not being my rings. I kept trying to call my husband without answer or without me again dialing the right numbers.
We had to finally leave my friends house to get home because I had my oldest daughter coming home soon and I couldn’t leave her alone.
The last thing I remember is getting my daughter in the front seat beside me, and driving through a war zone crying my eyes out because I figured I’d never see my husband again, and that he was no longer in our lives.
Then I woke up….. UGH! I had that sick feeling in my stomach, that feeling like it was so real when I woke up… I hate dreams like that, I don’t even have a clue what this crazy dream even meant, anyone good at dream interpretations?
June 29, 2011 – 9:19 AM - | Posted in daily life | 9 Comments »