Re:back to the farm-again
Back to the farm- in two dreams.
>We had moved back into the farm, and were remodeling the old house. There was an old man, my grandfather's majordomo when he was alive. He had kidnapped my son and was going to teach him how to be a cowboy. He had gone with him willingly, so I was walking around the farm looking for him not knowing where to look. Someone (a relative, not sure who) remembered where the old man lived, and took me to his shack. It was daytime so the majordomo was out working in the fields. I found my son sleeping in a room, healthy and well- except he had tattoos in his back (over both shoulder blades, two octagons with designs on them, and he told me he had gotten it from doing some sort of work which I didn't understand. I then got on a horse and took him home. He was fine and happy and liked this farming life.
I then woke up with a bitch of an asthma attack, tried a few things and finally settled on my inhaler, which woke me up. I tried to sit on my recliner to get my breath back but it was too cold in it (it's been in the thirties at night for two nights in a row here in sunny FL) and finally got back to bed about an hour later. It took me a long time to go back to sleep, in between my inability to breathe, and getting comfortable in bed. Finally went to sleep around 6 (when my hubby woke up) and had the following dream:
> We're back in the farmhouse, and are surveying the work that needs to be done. We are now moved in the house and some rooms are remodeled, but there is a lot of work to be done. There is old plywood all over where it had been sloppily half-repaired, and we are removing the old stuff and working as we go. It's time to go to sleep in the house and some creatures (succubi type) come to try to molest us. I insult them and kick them out of the house.
Then we walk around the exterior of the house (which looks nothing like the real house in the physical did when it existed) and notice that there is a restaurant in the top of the back side of the house, which had been remodeled. I ask someone (a man in charge, like a lawyer- a dream lawyer maybe, no one I know in waking life) and he said that the top of the house was sold to this restaurant, who (and I just got this pun) had restored this part of the house.
So then the alarm woke me up, and I'm still sleepy.
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