I have this dream occasionally. Well it's not the exact same dream, but the theme is the same. I'm at my very own house, which is not the house I live in now, but you know how that goes in dreams. And I discover that there are drawers and cupboards with stuff that the former owner of the house has left behind. The joy of discovery follows, with the hope that maybe there's something of monetary value. For me, these dreams assume the former owners have passed on, btw.
In last night's dream, there was someone with me, and I was showing them all the spots where there were things left behind. There were lots of slide carousels, and little junk drawer things.
Now that I think about it, the usual dream I have with this theme is discovering clothes in drawers or closets, where I open drawers of my dresser and discover all these nice clothes that are clearly mine, but that I don't remember having.
No, this one was about discovering someone else's stuff in my house, and the stuff needed to be gone through. There was the potential of something valuable, but I couldn't get to it because I had a visitor over. Oh, well I think I see, as I'm typing. Yes, it's stream of consciousness blogging...
Mr W's dad has been out of town for the last couple of weeks, and he's been staying with me. I love having him here, and part of me wishes we could just continue this arrangement indefinitely. But I've been feeling the pull to get more things made and listed on my Etsy site so I can get some momentum and start selling more things. It's a whole other post (or two) to delve a little more into why I'm selling this stuff, but I do feel at the moment that I still need to build inventory. I think the dream reflected how I feel my time is divided lately.
In other news, we had a break in the weather yesterday, and it was in the low 70's and drizzling by late afternoon. It felt great, and I took advantage of the lower temps to turn the oven on and make some stuff.