Mydera

I'm not sleeping well lately because I've been having trouble with my mom, last night was the worst yet. I will be so glad when she gets her truck fixed so I can take back my husbands car and be done with her. I know that sounds harsh, but even now being grown and having a family of my own, I feel like she's always bringing me down and now it's worse because she involves my family with it. As I'm sure is seen in my dreams, things usually take a turn for the worst when she shows up in them.

Dream One (Fragment): We're at the lake house, my husband and I. I have family there in a black SUV in front of us, we're also in our car. My family pulls out of the driveway, then stops on the middle of the dirt road. My uncle gets out of the SUV and says, "Another hundred bucks right there!" and runs over to the side of the road. I don't know if he picked something up or turned something off, in the dream it could have gone either way. The impression though was he either gained a hundred bucks or saved a hundred bucks by turning something off that would have been a big waste of money. Then he gets back in the SUV and they start driving. Chris tells me to look closely, we might find some money too. I tell him he's silly, but then he says, "Is that forty dollars?" and I jump up asking where. There's no money, just trash blowing by the road. we get back on the road, and it starts winding like crazy and getting muddy. The car slides around like crazy but it didn't seem dangerous. I wake up.

Had a sore throat and runny nose when I woke up, then couldn't get back to sleep, so after an hour of trying to sleep, I just broke down and took NyQuil. I was out in thirty minutes But if I dreamed I couldn't remember them, it's a side effect of the NyQuil I guess. I had one fragment the entire morning.

Dream Two (Fragment): I'm on the lake with my kids, we're in a round raft you would go tubing behind a boat in. Only we're not tubing behind a boat. My kids are sitting in the circle, and I've got a paddle. I'm paddling back towards the cabin. My little boy says, "Oh no mommy, we're paddling by the bad house!" I asked him what he meant the bad house, none of the houses were bad, and he replies, "The house that takes forever to get past! That house makes us slow mommy!" I assure him the house won't slow us down, it just seems that way because this part of the river is big and open. After paddling furiously for a while, we're in front of the lake house (I will refer to this as the cabin from now one b/c that's how we usually reference it!) I notice the tube gets water in it if I lean too far forwards when I paddle. I ignore it. I paddle us up to the jet ski dock and grab the side. My mom is standing on the hill. I'm angry because this is dad's families house, and I don't think she should be there since she divorced him fifteen years ago. She's yelling that she's been waiting on me to get back for four hours and that it's irresponsible to take the kids out on the lake by myself. I'm ignoring her, thinking we didn't go far and they had on life jackets. If we'd gotten tired or stuck one of the friendly people on the lake would have given us a ride. I climb out and hold the tube so the kids can climb out. My little girl climbs out first, then she runs to her grandma. My little boy is scared because every time he steps on the dock it starts to sink. I assure him it's just because the foam has washed out and he'll be fine, he just needs to hurry up. Eventually he climbs out. I start walking towards mom who is still yelling at me. I wake up.


This is the second night I've dreamed of the River this week. I don't think I've dreamed of that place in a long time, at least since last year. The dreams make me want to go there, but I know it's too cold.