Last night my dreams all had a theme.
In the first dream I had my husband call up one of my old friends and ask him if we could buy out his apartment lease. I wasn't sure how we'd get his roommates out so we could have the place for just our family. I then realized the apartment was three bedrooms, not two, and what would we need a third bedroom for? Then we reasoned it would be ok because we would probably have two kids by the time we moved out of the apartment.
In my next dream, we went to look at the basement apartment of a coworker who happens to live around the corner from us. He wasn't there to let us in, but it was unlocked so we let ourselves in. The current tenants' things were all over the place. It was one giant room, studio apartment style, but so much bigger than our current apartment. Even without the walls, I wanted it.
I woke up several times in the night, but this dream continued the rest of the night. I kept finding myself back at this home, both in the basement apartment and the main part of the house.
Wednesday, October 31, 2012
Saturday, October 20, 2012
Second Mission
I had a dream last night that I went on a second mission. I was happy to go, but it was a lot harder to not hug guys this time around. I realized I must have gotten really used to it since my first mission.
I was with my companions looking for clothes to wear. Then we were packing for transfers.
I was surrounded by other missionaries in a gym, like a zone conference or transfer meeting or something (maybe transfer meeting, since I had been packing for it), and I really wanted to hug all the elders. At some point I realized I was pregnant, and wondered what they would do with a pregnant missionary. Then I remembered that it was ok because I was married. My husband showed up at the transfer meeting, also on another mission, but we weren't on a couples mission. If I thought it was hard to not hug the other guys, it was nothing compared to how hard it was not to hug my husband. Eventually I gave in and did it anyway, with him sitting in a chair and me standing behind him with my arms around his neck.
I was with my companions looking for clothes to wear. Then we were packing for transfers.
I was surrounded by other missionaries in a gym, like a zone conference or transfer meeting or something (maybe transfer meeting, since I had been packing for it), and I really wanted to hug all the elders. At some point I realized I was pregnant, and wondered what they would do with a pregnant missionary. Then I remembered that it was ok because I was married. My husband showed up at the transfer meeting, also on another mission, but we weren't on a couples mission. If I thought it was hard to not hug the other guys, it was nothing compared to how hard it was not to hug my husband. Eventually I gave in and did it anyway, with him sitting in a chair and me standing behind him with my arms around his neck.
Sunday, October 14, 2012
Being Bold: At Work, In My Family, In My Faith
I had a lot of vivid dreams last night.
I had a dream I was at work, with the other women at work, only the work we were doing was a little different than the usual legal work we do. We were in teams and had all sorts of projects that we would get points for. Some projects were games, like how many items we could pick up in a certain time period. Others were chores, like baking and doing dishes. We might have had small legal projects, but the other things stood out more prominently in my dream. A male supervisor came in and got on one coworker's case for not doing dishes. I stood up and chewed him out for not treating us the way he treated the men. They got to work on complex murder cases and never had to do dishes. They never got chewed out for not getting things done on time. We got the menial tasks. Afterward, I was really afraid of backlash, but all the women were really proud of what I'd done. A few things changed, but the supervisor was still very dismissive of women and their ideas. One woman had asked about the legality of releasing a prisoner, and he didn't even listen to all that she had to say before telling her it wasn't possible. I chewed him out for that, too. I explained that he was technically correct, but he could have been a lot kinder by listening to everything she had to say and explaining why it wasn't possible right now but how it could be possible in the future. Once again I was afraid of backlash that didn't really come.
I had another dream I was talking to my cousin about her daughter, who had suddenly developed separation anxiety. I hoped that my desire to work part time after having a child won't cause separation anxiety for him or her.
In another dream, I was talking with a couple who had marital and spiritual problems. The husband might have been mad at the wife for having mental health or drug problems. I told the wife that I didn't understand everything she had been through, but that Jesus Christ did. The couple felt the love of God as I said that and we're able to heal. They had two children who had died that they were finally able to be at peace about.
I had a dream I was at work, with the other women at work, only the work we were doing was a little different than the usual legal work we do. We were in teams and had all sorts of projects that we would get points for. Some projects were games, like how many items we could pick up in a certain time period. Others were chores, like baking and doing dishes. We might have had small legal projects, but the other things stood out more prominently in my dream. A male supervisor came in and got on one coworker's case for not doing dishes. I stood up and chewed him out for not treating us the way he treated the men. They got to work on complex murder cases and never had to do dishes. They never got chewed out for not getting things done on time. We got the menial tasks. Afterward, I was really afraid of backlash, but all the women were really proud of what I'd done. A few things changed, but the supervisor was still very dismissive of women and their ideas. One woman had asked about the legality of releasing a prisoner, and he didn't even listen to all that she had to say before telling her it wasn't possible. I chewed him out for that, too. I explained that he was technically correct, but he could have been a lot kinder by listening to everything she had to say and explaining why it wasn't possible right now but how it could be possible in the future. Once again I was afraid of backlash that didn't really come.
I had another dream I was talking to my cousin about her daughter, who had suddenly developed separation anxiety. I hoped that my desire to work part time after having a child won't cause separation anxiety for him or her.
In another dream, I was talking with a couple who had marital and spiritual problems. The husband might have been mad at the wife for having mental health or drug problems. I told the wife that I didn't understand everything she had been through, but that Jesus Christ did. The couple felt the love of God as I said that and we're able to heal. They had two children who had died that they were finally able to be at peace about.
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