I normally don't put any credence into dreams - simply because I have them and they kind of get forgotten. Last nights dream was different. My dream involved Scott and I buying a house - in California. We have no desire to move to California - which is the first bizarre point The second bizarre point is that we bought this house - sight unseen. We just up and called a realtor and got the first house that was available. Weird.
Well, we flew out to look at our "purchase". The house was MASSIVE. Not only that, but it still had ALL of the furniture and the belongings in the house - and it was our job to get rid of or sell all of stuff. The furniture and belongings were very nondescript - and we were having no problem getting rid of it, until we came to the basement. When we walked into the basement we noticed that it was decorated differently. All of the furniture was antique looking - and really cool. There was a black rocker - with red cushions that looked big enough for 3 people to sit it - it was awesome. There was this one dresser that had a collection of glasses (eye glasses) and jewelry on it that were just amazing. The drawers were full of silk and tapestries. We called and asked the realtor about all of the stuff, and we were told that the items in the basement belonged to the owner's wife - who had recently died of cancer. He wanted nothing to do with any of the stuff in the house because it reminded him of her and his loss. Well, we immediatley switched gears and started to sell the stuff - not just to get rid of it - but to donate the money we collected to help find a cure for cancer. We were going to donate it in memory of this lady. From that point the dream kind of went fuzzy because there was SO MUCH stuff to take care of. I woke up just as we were tracking down the husband to let him know what we had done with his wifes belongings.
So - that's my dream - weird huh?
