In my dream last night, I went out with some people to dinner. After the dinner, we went into the bar portion with a dance floor. When most of the girls were on the floor dancing, I had a brief phone call to a fellow at work. He called to tell me "Do you remember what we talked about the other day? The Sound of Music? It is on my phone. He then hung up." I thought he got it on ring tone. When I came back to sit down to wait for the others to get off the dance floor, some people started talking to me about my phone call. I don't remember much else about the phone call, but they say they overheard me mention their names. I then stated yeah, I mentioned them. They then informed me that they were both dentist and have a practice. They wanted to know if that was what I was talking about. I stated that my company was looking at their practice to recommend for dentistry for the PPO. And that was all I remember of that portion before being woke up by my wife.
Waking up next to my wife (in real life, the girl I woke up to was my first wife, Leah). We were both naked and lightly touching one another. You know stirring up things without really doing anything. Then my cell phone rang. The phone acted as if it were an answering machine taking a voicemail from the person on the other end and playing the message out loud. However, I couldn't seem to hear it but my wife could. She asked me something, and I just said they must be mistaken. A few moments later, I heard people outside, so I jumped up, threw something on and stuck my head out the door. It was two girls who said they were sorry for bothering me, placed a key on the bricks a few feet from the door and left. I crawled back into bed and this time, my wife was no longer really in the mood, so we cuddled and I started to give her a massage. She asked what was going on but all I could say is "I don't really know what all that was about."
If all that wasn't strange, this is when it got weird. All of a suddent, there were people coming to the door again, so I got up to go see what it was. The two girls were back and they both brought guys with them. As their way to the door, they walked by the key picking it up. I asked what was going on, and they said that I had invited them to use my place the night before and gave them a key. At this time, my wife came to the door and I started to introduce them. I couldn't seem to remember my wife's name and wanted to say it started with a C for some reason. So, I started the introductions by looking at the two girls stating "I know these two girls from last night, but I don't know the guys." I then motioned back to my wife and introduce her to the new people "This is my girlfriend." And then even more people showed up and starting coming into the house which I would really describe as a one bedroom apartment with a kitchen.
As my "girlfriend"/wife played it well and started letting people in, she excused herself to go change. I was freaking out attempting to figure out what the heck was going on. After a few momemts, I met my wife in the hallway. I started to explain to her that I truly had no idea what was going on. Some of the people I did remember from the night before, but someone must have put something in my drink as I don't remember anything after the dinner. I also tried to tell her that I was sorry for introducing her as my girlfriend and not my wife. I really don't know why I did that. She just smiled and gave me a hug. As we were hugging, an older lady walked in looking to use the bathroom. I introduced her as my "adopted" mom and not my first "adopted" mom since Mrs. Strain was my first "adopted" mom. She then excused herself to the bathroom which my wife and I hugged again. As she was closing the door to the bathroom, she told my wife that she should get me some new shoes and help me find God. It was at this time that I woke up.
I thought to myself that I really do need a new pair of tennis shoes since the ones I have are breaking apart. My next thought was about the "help him find God". I looked at the clock and noticed it was 10:30 am on Sunday. At 11:00 am services start at http://www.ustream.tv/channel/fumc-sunday-morning-services
The next thought that came into my head is the actual missing of my first wife, Leah. I still feel bad about just letting that go and not really try to fix the problems. I believe that guilt is why I spent way too much trying to "fix" my relationship with my second wife. From the beginning of that one, I did not pay attention to the signs which screamed she was not really committed. Won't spend years attempting to fix something like that again.
Honestly, I take this dream as a good one. This is like the first dream in a VERY long time that didn't involve me in battle or in a situation with my ex-wife or adopted kids.
