Old House/New House

I had the strangest dream this morning (I say this morning because it was the only time I fell into a deep sleep thanks to 2 very cute Boston Terriers fighting for the prime position of my shoulder to sleep - well that coupled with this stupid fear that I can't seem to shake that Chuck's student is going to come seeking revenge. My mind runs wild with all kinds of scenarios - ready for that to end).

Anyway, back to my dream...even in my dream I remember telling my husband that I couldn't wait to blog about the experience we were having. We were at my old house in LaGrange only it didn't look like LaGrange or my old house. A little history -when I was growing up our house originally had 2 front doors - 1 on the left side of the porch and 1 on the right side of the porch. The door on the left side didn't actually function - it has been sealed long ago and was outside of the master bedroom. It was a very old house - around in the civil war (was used as a hospital I am told). Anyway I think it was a double home somehow, but I don't pretend to know.

In my dream we were passing by the house, and the owners had turned it into a double home again. We went to the door (at 10:00 at night) and I told them that I lived there as a little girl so they invited me in. We never went into the kitchen. We went into my 1st bedroom in the house - it still had baby blue shag carpet in it (though it was brand new carpet). That was the only similarity as I think about the dream, but in the dream it seemed real. The only other things I remember pointing out was the hallway - they had opened the door back up into the living room that my mom had closed off. All of the closets that Tully built were still there. It was a couple that owned the home...they lived in the right half and were going to rent out the left half. They had 2 small children, but they were away at the ladies' moms house for the night so the time didn't matter. At one point we were sitting in the living room, and the man told me I must really know the lay of the land like where the good stores were, etc. because I had lived there long ago with my father. I told him that I didn't really know because he died when I was 8. The lady asked me how old he was, and I told her 41. She was shocked -apparently this was her age or something close to it. That was the end of that dialogue. We thanked them for letting us in and keeping them awake and walked out. We decided to see if the other half was unlocked, and it was. You had to climb several stairs to get inside. They were dark and wooden, but very cozy - like a mountain home or something - struck me as something you would see in Vail, CO. Once we were inside I felt like I was in my other home - the 1st one in LaGrange that I lived in with my father (before my mother moved to NC from Vegas). There was a room that I told Chuck my father had cleared out in the old house. It seemed so familiar - I've had other dreams about this room (that doesn't really exist). I also kept looking for the big hallway (where I used to rollerskate), and I was disappointed that they had gotten rid of it. The couple walked in and didn't mind that we were there looking - Chuck helped the lady move a piece of furniture, and the dream ended.

That was so bizarre now that I write it out. I'm not sure of the meaning behind it, but hopefully it will begin to make sense soon.