Dream Diary - 14/5/18

platinum-blue (72)in #dreams • 7 years ago (edited)

Morning Steemit,

I feel like I’ve lost a few days. Just a second ago, I thought today was Monday. Really weird for me to feel like that. I guess my only excuse is because I have a cold. I picked one up somewhere last night. I don’t feel great today, but I know I’m going to feel a hell of a lot worse in a few days. Just in time for the weekend!!!….. Yay!!!!….

Monday 14th May 2018

I dreamed I was in my mum and dad’s old house in the kitchen. There was a large, stuffed crust pizza in the oven… with olives! Yuk! I hate olives! The pan and crust was so thick. It was at least two inches tall! I know I was waiting for it to come out of the oven so I could sit in front of the TV and devour it watching my favourite programmes. My dad came along and started cutting it. He took at least three quarters off the pizza! I was gutted! Mind you, he could have easily have taken it all and left me without any!

Then there was a knock at the front door. There was a woman there saying she was a relative of my late Granny. I have no idea who the hell she was! She had in her hands my late Granny’s birth certificate… but it wasn’t hers! I said to the woman that she has the wrong person. I started to pick out discrepancies such as the wrong surname, wrong date of birth e.t.c.

Late on that day, I got a phone call from another lady saying sorry for what happened with the woman at the door and apologising on her behalf for having the wrong person.

The first part of my dream is definitely something my father would do. Once I left a box of cakes in the cupboard when I was about 16 years old. I ate all the ones I disliked and left my favourite ones to go back to. I even wrote my name on the box! One evening he sat down in the living room, all of us there. He had my box and sat and ate the cakes one by one! I was watching him with evil eyes… he must have known they were mine. Even to this day I bring him up on it. He has replaced them, but they will never, ever be the same!

It wasn’t nice having the woman at the door claiming to be a relative of my late Granny. It seemed like she was only there to get to her estate! I’m glad I told her she was mistaken and had to leave. Still, I wonder what it all means?

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