Dreams...

Had the strangest dream...
My house- well, it looked like my house, 4th floor and everything, but it was my Aunt Barbara's House. See, I was house sitting for her. In July. And the phone rang, and it was my husband saying they were going to be staying at work extra hours, and for some reason that caused some kind of mental panic and crisis for me. When I hung up the phone and walked out into the living room, all the doors and window were open and it was snowing. In July. Snowing heavily, and windy. The wind was covering the inside of the house with snow- and there were goats. 3 goats walking around the house.I shooed them out on to the patio and started sweeping the snow out the front door... and felt like I had to get it all swept up before my Aunt got back.
I was worried about the animals outside- and when I looked out the window I saw desert plants covered a foot deep in snow- and found myself realizing that my husband- at work- had no idea it was snowing in July.... I kept sweeping the snow out- even though it was terribly windy.
I shut the front door, and turned around- and went to a computer- Above the computer set up was the prettiest hanging light I had ever seen. Gorgeous rainbow colored cut glass, and the light was swinging on it's hanging cord. There was a webcam watching me, it was trying to get my attention away from the pretty colored light. I knew it was because it was putting up a picture of me watching the light on the screen- I realized- hey- THAT'S ME!
So I pushed the button and saw my husband, doing those late hours at work. He wasn't talking to me- I was watching him work on some computer related problem at his desk, with his work mates, including Scott standing over his shoulder. When I turned around my uncle was standing there, and he told me we would have to go get Barb.
Then I was in an RV.... with chocolate brown carpet, and all the drapes were closed- they were the ugliest curtains I have ever seen in my life. It was really stuffy feeling in the motor-home.
My Uncle Buddy was making a "try-out" video for some kind of contest- to be a guest conductor of an orchestra. Mom mom was making... no cleaning up.... a dinner. On the plate she took from her own setting was ap ile of asparagus- which she commented she hated. At which time I proceeded to argue with her that she, in fact, did not hate asparagus, because I got her to like it. So she ate it.... in the RV.... while cleaning up dinner plates.... that were already clean.
Then I started thinking about changing the sheets before we found my Aunt- as I was worried the goats and snow had messed up the bed.
My Uncle at this point was WAY into conducting his invisible orchestra to the tune of Bolero which was playing on the speakers. His hair was flopping like Leopold.... and the last note, he did with great artistic precision and emphasis.
I was snacking on cold asparagus, saying to myself, "Damn this asparagus is cold"...
And then I woke up.