Crazy Dreamin'

Oh, what a little afternoon delight and a much-needed long-overdue nap will do to the brain.

Let me back up for a second. We woke up verrrry early this morning, after a loooong week with very little sleep, and a night of friends and wine. It was a bit hard to wake up, but also nice to be up and Getting! Things! Done!

Anyway, I ended up taking a nap in the middle of the afternoon, and woke up three hours later after two pretty bizarre dreams.

Here's the first:

I was looking at our house, and realized that "the signs on the front of the house" (there are none in reality) had been changing around quite a lot, none of which is our doing. We called the landlord about it, and the next day there are more new signs, but these talked about a house for sale, and also whose property it is and No Trespassing.

We discovered that there was a whole 'nother house in our backyard. I'll give you a moment to let that sink in. Also, the backyard was now surrounded by 12-foot-high dense hedges. And there WAS, in fact, a whole. other. house. back there.

At first glance, it looked like a normal house (sort of?), but then we realized that it's actually not all that big, is built completely INTO the hedges (i.e., the front wall of the house was visible, but the hedges completely surrounded the rest of the house), and was really a ramshackle collection of rooms all in a row, and not in very good shape.

There also appeared to be a basement or some sort of space that it's built on top of.

Cut to a scene where we, suspicious of the landlord's recent behavior with the 'property of' signs, etc., have broken into what turns out to be a storage area underneath the 'back house,' with, ummm....two of the characters from the USA show, Royal Pains. (For those of you who know the show, Eddie R. (aka Fonzie), and Evan R. Lawson.)

Eddie R. used a crowbar to pry off the top of a crate we found in the storage area, and it contained stacks and stacks of MONEY.

And then the landlord came in with his 'crew' - you know, like a white-collar gang of people who pull off scams and heists (a la the show "Leverage," minus the benevolent-Robin-Hood-esque angle). Of course.

So they came in with their guns, because they had figured out that we were suspicious and would be breaking into the back house. So they, you know, corralled us with their guns, and we were hatching an escape plan. There was fire involved, and .... then I woke up.

Wowie.

(The interesting part is that I was explaining the dream to Mr. Perfect and saying it out loud, I actually realized where a lot of the different elements came from - but it's SO interesting to me how they are represented in dreams. Fascinating stuff!)