Dream

I dreamed we were living in a small place in a “poor” community, then had the opportunity to move to a larger place, in a “nicer” area. The house was a huge one, near the end of a cul-de-sac, with a huge fenced back yard. It was two story, with two big master bedrooms upstairs, one in back next to the huge bathroom (which had tub and shower separate – but the shower was in the middle of the room with no real privacy unless the bathroom door was closed) and one in front on the opposite side of the house. On the other side of the bathroom was another room that – when we got there – had a ping pong table in it. This room is where Robby originally put the computer.

Downstairs were the kitchen and living rooms, and the kids’ bedrooms, though I don’t remember really walking around downstairs much; and the kids ended up sleeping upstairs (in the tub LOL)

I remember thinking that the major downside to moving there was that in the poor area, most of the moms were home all day, while in this “nice” area, the moms all worked 🙁

The next morning I went in to see about using the computer and the ping pong table and the computer were gone. Robby stood in the doorway with a mischievous grin and said, “Guess where they are?” and I said, “There’s a BASEMENT!??” and there was. The basement was two main parts – a huge library (which also had a record player and a wall shelf loaded with records, and an electric piano keyboard) and a kitchen/bakery. We found some neat stuff in the kitchen/bakery! And I remember being very excited about all those books.

The other somewhat odd thing was that the other master bedroom was being occupied – by a couple I know online (but have never met in person). When we discovered the basement, I said to Robby, “Now, they’re just living here, we’re actually BUYING this, right? So that if they move out we won’t have to fight over whose is what?”

Wish I could draw that house.

Nate loved the big back yard.

:sigh

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