Something seriously bizarre is going on in my head.
I had this dream, and it started off I was back in High School because I needed one more class to graduate, but for some reason I had signed up for two different math classes. One of them was teaching math as relates to the musical theater, and the other was complete gobbledygook. The latter was being taught by my ex-boss, who was every bit as ornery with me as he always was when I worked for him, and I hadn’t done my homework. Also my desk was filled with a bunch of books and stuffed animals that weren’t mine…
In the musical theater related math class, a girl from high school, who by all rights was two years ahead of me was in my class, and for some reason was the only one in the class that the teacher would recognize as a performer. I tried to tell her I was an actor, and she asked me if I was an actor, what poses I knew. I told her I was an actor, not a model. I don’t know any poses, and she basically brushed me off and went back to gushing over the other girl.
So next thing I know I’m in the cafeteria where I’m being harassed by the lunch ladies for not knowing what I want to eat for lunch, except I was first in line and I’m still reading the menu over their heads so give me a break.
Then I’m back in the first math class, trying to fit all my papers into my binder, and they don’t fit, and there’s nothing to be done about it, and I’m thinking WHY am I even taking this class. Math isn’t required the last two years of High School so it’s certainly not required in your fifth year, and I still can’t find my homework.
You know how dreams kinda jump? Mine did…
So then I was in an apartment. In my dream it was my apartment, but it’s different to the one I live in because it had two bathrooms and two cat boxes… and I didn’t remember ever buying the second catbox, in the living room near the entrance to the second bathroom (which in the dream didn’t seem odd, the bathroom I mean, it had always been there in the dream it was just the extra cat box that was odd.) For some reason the catbox was over flowing with cat pee, and had no litter. So I used a giant ladle to start ladling it into the toilet, and when there was less of it, moved it into the bathroom and kept ladling, but I was getting cat pee everyplace, and the bathroom I was using to clean it, was itself disgusting.
Then I was trying to clean the one from the hall closet in my actual bathroom but realized partway thru that I was using the kitchen sponge and that I had placed the sponge in the bucket of cleaning crystals (I don’t know… it was a dream, they were like the powdered dish washing detergent) and gotten them all soppy and ruined them and my roommate wanted to use the sink while I was in there but couldn’t remember why, so she just stood there in my way until…
Suddenly I’m outside in the snow, walking from my parents house to the top of the neighborhood. because that’s where my father parked the car and my mom is yelling at him for being an idiot parking the car there, and I’m confused because they aren’t my parents they’re Peter and Gillian Grey from Judging Amy. And we all get to the car and get in and they all start yelling at me because they had to do this to drive me where I need to go, except I remind them that I HAVE a car and it’s down at their house, and I could very well have driven there myself, but they wouldn’t listen and why is the car parked at the top of the neighborhood anyhow?
And that’s when the alarm clock went off thank goodness… but I feel exhausted.