I can’t tell peeps they were in my dreams because they always think “brown chicken brown cow” and it’s more like “nah B you were having an in person meeting in my bathroom.”
So we were in like an old NOLA raised house. Like one side of a double. I’m not sure whose house I imagined but you went up about 6 steps to the front door. Once inside there was a living room, a rather large living room that lead into an eating/dining are. There were double doors that lead into a decent sized kitchen. Off the living room to the right was a little hallway. As you turned the middle door facing the living room was the bathroom. On either side was a bedroom.
Now it wasn’t really furnished from what I remember. There was a sofa, chair, coffee table, TV stand and TV. The dining area didn’t have a table.
It was me and my husband in the living room waiting for someone or a few someones. Hubs was sick (which he actually is at the moment). My coworker bestie walked in with his brief case. He’s kinda short so with heels on I am at eye level with him. He was like “XYZ will be here in a few minutes.” Another coworker….we’ll call him frat boy bc he reminds me of a frat boy and he shares a name with my little brother. Anyways he shows up but like I can’t see him clearly, I just know he is there. Hubs was in his work gear and was like I gotta run and left.
An older woman with short gray hair and a flower dress walks in. She was kind of tiny but I remember she had kind eyes. Bestie leads her to my bathroom where there is now a Desk and two chairs (WTF?!?). We sit and he starts this meeting. It was going really well. As we are talking I get a tickle in my throat and excuse myself. I go through the double doors into a dark kitchen to cough.
JI didn’t want to interrupt his sales pitch so I just hung out for a sec. But then I was like “Crap I gotta pee” and then “Ugh he’s in the bathroom!”. I even remember thinking in the dream “why is he meeting with her in my bathroom?!?!?”
It jumped ahead and we went into the backyard where there was a fairly large pool, pool house, deck, and a decent green swatch of yard over to the right. I don’t know why we vacated to the pool house after she left but it was me, bestie, and a friend of mine. But I can’t remember who just she was about my size and a friend. She had a blanket on top of her head and wrapped around her. We recapped the meeting saying it went well etc.
We walked back out to the yard/pool area and my dad had arrived with my grandmother (deceased) and my godmother. They were sitting at a black wrought iron table. We started talking and my bestie started walking around the pool. I went to kiss everyone hello and my Godmother stopped me and was like “I’m not feeling well”. I was laying on the ground in the sun with my friend in the blanket. I remember I did something and she said “I said stop” and then leaned over and kissed me on my forehead.
I was talking with my dad when bestie walked up and I was like “hey bestie, this is my dad, grandmother, and godmother.” He seemed a little nervous but was very nice. I asked if he was getting his steps in, because we are doing a step challenge at work. Like we literally are right now hahaha. He said yes and he didn’t want to intrude on my family time. I said never, you are basically family at this point. My dad mentioned lunch. My grandmother got excited and said “Mandinas! I haven’t been there in years!”
Which I mean if we are being real…is true since she passed in 2019. Bestie was a little sweaty from getting his steps and it being effing NOLA and 8 millions degrees out. I reached up and grabbed besties hand to help me up.
Then he held onto my hand (like in a platonic way…like when I hold my girlfriends hands), leaned over, and was like “are you sure it’s ok for me to come to lunch???” And my grandmother gave him this look like “don’t be stupid” and started clapping and said “yes! I am so excited for lunch!”
