Dream #3

Last night I had a dream about Jim and Cindy.  This what I am naming the current owners of Dream House.  If you get the 90210 reference then you win a cookie.

Jim and Cindy didn't do anything weird in the dream.  We were in dream house walking around, it was 1/2 packed (maybe it was the final walk through or something) and Jim was sitting on his couch.  He told me that he was challenging the appraisal because he felt that the features in the house warranted a higher value.  I was like "have at it" because that only helps me in the long run. 

Cindy told me she was really sad to be leaving the house.  I told her I could relate and that we were so happy to be moving in and we appreciated them taking such good care of it.

Then Cindy asked me if I would help her look for her new house since we obviously have similar taste.  I don't know why she would have asked me that since she is looking at houses 2,000 miles away.  But we were looking at our calendars figuring out when we could get together and I noticed on her calendar that she had the closing of Dream House scheduled for the 24th.  Premonition???????  Probably not since the 24th is a Sunday.

So somehow we ended up on a plane, me and Mr. Molly in one row and behind us Jim and Cindy.  Except it was weird that Jim and Cindy were acting like they didn't know us.  They kept saying "you two look familiar."  

I think this last part stems from when Mr. Molly and I took a walk by Dream House recently and Cindy was in the front dining room window working on homework with her son.  She looked at us and we looked at her and then I freaked that she recognized us and would think we were stalkers (which we are).  Mr. Molly said it's unlikely that she would recognize us as the buyers but she might think we looked familiar.

According to the contract the closing needs to be "on or before" the 30th with "possession 5 days after closing."  Since the 30th is a Saturday, the 29th is the latest we can close, which means we would get possession on July 4th.

Dream

Last night I had a horrible dream. Mr. Molly* and I went to see a house but for some reason my parents and other relatives were there too. While we were seeing the house my grandma had an "episode" and for some reason we didn't call 911 or take her to the hospital. Instead we set her up on the couch and had a sort of vigil for her.

People came over and brought food and hung around and used plates and towels from the house. I just kept running around alternating between leading a rosary and yelling at people that we need to be out of the house in an hour. At the end I looked up at the ceiling and it was covered in ants.

This dream is why I'm starting a blog. I clearly have a ridiculous amount of anxiety over moving, ailing relatives, scary bugs, etc. Using this space as an anonymous outlet for my stress over this experience of selling and buying a house.

It's called Movin' on Down because in addition to moving, I'm also trying to lose weight. So there may be some titillating drama over M&Ms and popchips as well.

Enjoy!

* All names and places in the blog will be changed to be anonymous