I am painting the front room in a home we lived in over 30 years ago. I am painting the room WHITE. (I hate white. it is an accent color in my head..but that is beside the point I think) We weren’t allowed to paint as we were living on base housing, but I decided to paint anyway. As I was climbing up the ladder it seemed to keep growing taller. Every step that was the last was suddenly one of a hundred more steps. I finally reached the top of the ladder and sat on the top…….and the ladder started moving around the room as if on wheels. George came into the room after hearing me yell out and grabbed the ladder. I said “I want to get off, now!” so George closed the ladder and started spinning it around rapidly. I was by that time hanging on by my hands while my legs flew behind from the force of the turns. As my hands started slipping, I began to cry and woke up.
Again, I was in the former house on the post…I was picking up dirty laundry to throw it in the washer when I noticed a lizard on the floor scurrying under a bed. I dropped the laundry and bent to pick up the lizard to set it free outside. I then saw hundreds of baby lizards all staring to crawl out from under the bed. I ran into the kitchen to grab a broom so I could sweep them all out, but saw hundreds of baby frogs in the kitchen… I yelled at my sons to get them up out of their beds to come help me get rid of all these creatures. My sons both came running and it seemed a thousand lizards were chasing them. I grabbed the boys and ran for the living room which was (of course) covered in rats..all chasing the frogs and lizards and eating them. I screamed for help and woke up.
Okay. This is getting ridiculous! I am sick and tired of the stupid, and frankly somewhat disgusting dreams I am having. I need to somehow get the fact into my subconscious that George is finally FINE and getting Healthier every day. The world is NOT coming to an end. We have ENOUGH money each month on our combined retirement to be comfortable.
So, how exactly does one get such facts into their deep and inner brain? There has to be a secret to it that I simply never learned.
It is quite obviously not getting in my head and I don’t think a vacation is going to fix it this time.