Two nights ago I had a dream. It started out with me sitting on the couch in my apartment with the balcony wide open.
A seagull flew in through the window with a renters guide in its beak. It dropped the guide on my lap, and I flipped through it, marking the pages with the houses I liked. NEXT; a crow flew through the balcony window, also carrying a renters guide. The crow sat in my lap while I flipped through this one as well.
I took the two renters guides to my boyfriend, who set up appointments to view the houses. We went all around Calgary looking at different houses. In the end, we ended up staying in the same building, just on a different floor.
The floor we moved too was out of the ordinary. It was like walking into a large gym. In the center of the large room a house was built. It was surrounded by a white picket fence.
The inside of the house was incredibly surreal. It was really old looking and the walls were ugly orange and yellow rust colors. The floors were covered in 70s style carpeting and shag rugs. The whole house was already furnished with items that matched the decor.
We began to move our things to the house. I stayed in the house unpacking boxes, while my boyfriend moved the boxes up and down floors using the elevators.
I spent much time in the house before entering the bedroom. When I entered the bedroom I was shocked to find an old woman lying in the bed. She had a gas mask on, covering most of her face. I sat down with her and asked her why she was here because we bought the house. She said it was originally her house and she intended for someone to move in while she was dying because she didn't want to die alone. She said we could keep all her things once she passed.
From this point on my mind only showed me snippets of my boyfriend and I in this house. We would be eating dinner or watching TV and the old lady would enter the room and everything would go quiet. This repeated for awhile before I woke up.
What does this mean? We want to move but our lease isn't up until October.
I havent written a blog in a long time. Thats because for my English class my teacher made a class blog and we are required to post in there. It sucks because I have to censor myself and I really do like to be vulgar.
Work has been bumming me out/fucking me around.
Reasons why Spencers sucks: -I'm the only employee that can use till. - They refuse to train the new sales associates on till. - I've been told I'll be getting a new manager for over a month now and still havemt. - Our district Manager opened our Request Days Off Time and denied all my summer time.
SO I QUIT. Thats right. FUCK YOU SPENCERS. (Not to mention during this lack of a manger thing, they sent the Edmonton Manager down to help, and she's the most vile person I have ever met.)
I also didnt go to class today. I never get a FULL day off and thought it was time to treat myself to one. I slept for 12 hours.