Dream Interpretation

[Front-Ranger]

Well, what do you know...it looks like I'm rather trendy in my use of the word agency. Gift article from the Times here.

[Jeff Wrangler]

I guess it was a week or so ago now, but one night I had a dream that I was in the house I grew up in. I opened the door to my old bedroom, but there was no bed. I remember scowling. Then I was in the backyard, recognizable because the yards were separated by wire fencing. I noticed there were three dogs looking out the door of the house next door. I looked away, and when I looked back, there was one in our backyard. It was small and white and kind of furry. It let me pick it up and put it over the fence into its own yard.

[Front-Ranger]

Oh, I am so tempted to attach some kind of meaning to this dream! What is your interpretation?

[Front-Ranger]

Well, I've never been known for my patience so here goes...



I think the three dogs represent some goals or purposes that you had for your life. Most of the time they are kept under cover in your subconsciousness, but one of them popped up in your consciousness. You put it back with the others.

Now, as to the lack of a bed in your childhood bedroom...

[Front-Ranger]

It's just the thing that we all realize, at some point, that we can't go back to our carefree childhood. 

[Front-Ranger]

I dreamed I had rented a condo for a family reunion. Then I went shopping for food for everyone. Among other things, I bought a flat (3 dozen) eggs plus a dozen in the usual container. There wasn't enough room in the fridge for the eggs, so I took them upstairs to a kitchenette next to a room where my mother and step-father were staying. Next morning I went up to get the eggs to make breakfast for everybody and they were gone! My mother had eaten all 48 eggs!! 

[CellarDweller]

She was hungry! 

[Front-Ranger]

The plot thickens like a vanilla pudding! In real life I went to the grocery store yesterday and bought a cut of beef that was on sale, a can of soup, some wine, and some cat treats. Also a dozen eggs. I get home and put everything away. I have half a can of soup for dinner, which was delicious and a whole avocado stuffed with spicy tomatoes from a can.

Next day I get ready to cook an egg for breakfast and the carton is nowhere to be found! I check my receipt; I paid for the eggs and remember putting them in the bag at the store. Could they have fallen out in the car? I ransack the car; no eggs. I look around outdoors; no eggs. I look in the bag; empty. I look in the cabinets, on the counter, in the freezer; no eggs! I go to another store and buy another carton of eggs. 

[Jeff Wrangler]

Next day I get ready to cook an egg for breakfast and the carton is nowhere to be found! I check my receipt; I paid for the eggs and remember putting them in the bag at the store. Could they have fallen out in the car? I ransack the car; no eggs. I look around outdoors; no eggs. I look in the bag; empty. I look in the cabinets, on the counter, in the freezer; no eggs! I go to another store and buy another carton of eggs. 

I guess breakfast was delayed?    

Things are disappearing. I can't find the receipt for a recent substantial tax bill I paid on the house. I keep all the tax receipts in Philadelphia because that's where my accountant is. I had this receipt in my hand at the house and said I knew I would get it safely to Philadelphia if I put it in [blank].

It's nowhere to be found.

Now it's a pair of sunglasses. They're not prescription, but they're a very nice pair of Raybans. I couldn't find them at the condo when I was getting ready to come out to the house, so I thought I had left them at the house, possibly even in the car.

They're not in the car, I have no idea where they might be.