Dreams

[Clodfobble]

Last night I dreamed that a good friend of mine was pregnant, and was having some questionable symptoms. I wanted her to go to see her doctor, but we were at this sort of resort which, while voluntary, you weren't allowed to leave once you signed up, and there were armed guards everywhere to make sure you stayed. I didn't think she could afford to wait the three or four extra days until the thing was over, so we snuck my husband out of the resort so he could tell the symptoms to her doctor. He managed to get a phone call to me saying yes, the doctor did agree that she needed to get to the hospital right away, so we began to plan how to sneak the two of us out.

But my husband was adamant that I bring all of our things with us, since they were not likely to give them back once they found out we had escaped. This was the bulk of the dream--packing box after box of what was entirely my husband's crap, growing more and more worried about how we could ever sneak out with this much stuff, and more and more frustrated at how much stupid stuff he had brought, mostly books and handheld electronics and other gadgets that I had told him he wouldn't have any time to use at this resort.