So where are these dreams right? lolOk, lets start off with a shocker. John reackons that whenever i dream about him it's bad. But it's not.I only tell him about the bad ones [and the naughty ones]. But here's one of the bad ones lol
Last night i dreamt that we had a house built. A real estate agent place built what we wanted and then sold it to us. John had said [in reality] that the next time we buy a house, he wants a two storied house. So thats what we had built. A huge open plan two storied house right on the beach, and it was awesome!
But i started noticing odd stuff. Like i would push a doorway on the second story and the house would sway a bit in the direction that i'd pushed, like it was rubber. I told John about it but he didn't want to hear it, because this was the house of his dreams and nothing could possibly be wrong with it!
I was worried that the house would blow over in a good wind. I kept asking John if we had insurance, but again he wasn't interested. Every time he was near the hallway, i kept running up to an end [bedroom] doorway to show him the swaying, but he wouldn't look.
Then i noticed that we didn't have any running water in the sink or bath etc. But downstairs there was a garden tap standing up in a patch of hard dirt [inside the house and by the back door] Rose [who looked the size of a 4 year old with very short hair] was filling up a plastic barrell from the tap. Her older sister, Alix [who was also small] ran off to leave Rose alone and Rose was scared about being downstairs on her own, she was yelling after Alix to come back. So i helped Rose and we went back upstairs together, where i told John about us not having any upstairs water. He just didn't want to know. It was like the house had seporated us, emotionaly.
In the meantime, he'd bought a little blonde foxy terrior type dog and a black kitten. Both animals were really small [What is it with the small kids and animals?]
The next morning the real estate guys came around and offered John 300 thousand for the house and John signed the contract. [That was about 60 grand more than we paid only days before]
I asked him why he signed without even talking to me. I thought we were partners? and he just said that it was done now so lets pack up. We argued, and it was the worst arguement of our relationship. Really bitchy stuff came out. The sort of stuff that comes out when you are 100% sure it's the end!
I got the shits with him and stormed off to his bedroom. He works nights so he had a sound proof room built just for him for when he sleeps during the day. I threw myself on his bed and under his pillow i felt some paper. I lifted the pillow to find porn magazines and i had a full on tantrum! i ripped pages out and threw them all over his room. It wasn't so much the naked women that bothered me, but the fact that he was using this room for more than sleeping. And what he was doing was robbing me.
One of the pics in a magazine looked just like someone i knew [but it wasn't] and i used that as my temper release on him.
I packed up the kids and left him because i couldn't deal with his all 'round emotional disconnection.
I went to someones place a few blockes away,who was having a party. I don't know what i did with the kids, but i sat at a picnic bench with strangers and got drunk. In the course of conversation, someone mentioned to me that our house was worth way more than 300 grand. It was worth at least 350.[even though it was swaying? lol] But John wouldn't go back on the contract because he didn't want to make waves.
I sat there with my double bourbans, thinking about where i was going to live with the kids. With what little income i had, what could possibly compare to the lavish house we'd just left? How could i make a secure home for my babies?
A freind of ours [in real life] was at the party, and they decided to sneak off to talk "some sense" into Johnny. He didn't say he was going, i just knew.
I ran out of booze and walked back to the house to get some money.
I saw our freind there and asked, "What are you doing here?!?" like i was insinuating that he and Johnny were up to no good [eewww] even though i knew they weren't. and ran back to the party. Everyone was ready to call it a night and go home, but i wasn't quite drunk enough yet, and still wanted to partay! But no-one else was in party mode, so i watched Babylon5 on tele [i've never watched an episode in my life].
And that's where the dream ended and i woke up.
Now, my dreams are so vivid and detailed, that i actualy need time to "get over" them after i wake up.
I woke up and Johhny was laying next to me sleeping, as he'd just finished a night shift. And i couldn't get out of bed fast enough! Poor Johnny lol
Last night i dreamt that we had a house built. A real estate agent place built what we wanted and then sold it to us. John had said [in reality] that the next time we buy a house, he wants a two storied house. So thats what we had built. A huge open plan two storied house right on the beach, and it was awesome!
But i started noticing odd stuff. Like i would push a doorway on the second story and the house would sway a bit in the direction that i'd pushed, like it was rubber. I told John about it but he didn't want to hear it, because this was the house of his dreams and nothing could possibly be wrong with it!
I was worried that the house would blow over in a good wind. I kept asking John if we had insurance, but again he wasn't interested. Every time he was near the hallway, i kept running up to an end [bedroom] doorway to show him the swaying, but he wouldn't look.
Then i noticed that we didn't have any running water in the sink or bath etc. But downstairs there was a garden tap standing up in a patch of hard dirt [inside the house and by the back door] Rose [who looked the size of a 4 year old with very short hair] was filling up a plastic barrell from the tap. Her older sister, Alix [who was also small] ran off to leave Rose alone and Rose was scared about being downstairs on her own, she was yelling after Alix to come back. So i helped Rose and we went back upstairs together, where i told John about us not having any upstairs water. He just didn't want to know. It was like the house had seporated us, emotionaly.
In the meantime, he'd bought a little blonde foxy terrior type dog and a black kitten. Both animals were really small [What is it with the small kids and animals?]
The next morning the real estate guys came around and offered John 300 thousand for the house and John signed the contract. [That was about 60 grand more than we paid only days before]
I asked him why he signed without even talking to me. I thought we were partners? and he just said that it was done now so lets pack up. We argued, and it was the worst arguement of our relationship. Really bitchy stuff came out. The sort of stuff that comes out when you are 100% sure it's the end!
I got the shits with him and stormed off to his bedroom. He works nights so he had a sound proof room built just for him for when he sleeps during the day. I threw myself on his bed and under his pillow i felt some paper. I lifted the pillow to find porn magazines and i had a full on tantrum! i ripped pages out and threw them all over his room. It wasn't so much the naked women that bothered me, but the fact that he was using this room for more than sleeping. And what he was doing was robbing me.
One of the pics in a magazine looked just like someone i knew [but it wasn't] and i used that as my temper release on him.
I packed up the kids and left him because i couldn't deal with his all 'round emotional disconnection.
I went to someones place a few blockes away,who was having a party. I don't know what i did with the kids, but i sat at a picnic bench with strangers and got drunk. In the course of conversation, someone mentioned to me that our house was worth way more than 300 grand. It was worth at least 350.[even though it was swaying? lol] But John wouldn't go back on the contract because he didn't want to make waves.
I sat there with my double bourbans, thinking about where i was going to live with the kids. With what little income i had, what could possibly compare to the lavish house we'd just left? How could i make a secure home for my babies?
A freind of ours [in real life] was at the party, and they decided to sneak off to talk "some sense" into Johnny. He didn't say he was going, i just knew.
I ran out of booze and walked back to the house to get some money.
I saw our freind there and asked, "What are you doing here?!?" like i was insinuating that he and Johnny were up to no good [eewww] even though i knew they weren't. and ran back to the party. Everyone was ready to call it a night and go home, but i wasn't quite drunk enough yet, and still wanted to partay! But no-one else was in party mode, so i watched Babylon5 on tele [i've never watched an episode in my life].
And that's where the dream ended and i woke up.
Now, my dreams are so vivid and detailed, that i actualy need time to "get over" them after i wake up.
I woke up and Johhny was laying next to me sleeping, as he'd just finished a night shift. And i couldn't get out of bed fast enough! Poor Johnny lol
