I dreamed that I came home to find my house full of company that my family had apparently invited. This was fine with me until I saw that my kid's bathroom and my kitchen was absolutely, positively disgusting. You know... the kind of disgusting that you wouldn't touch with a ten foot pole. The kind of disgusting that makes a gas station bathroom look appealing. Yeah... that bad!
No... that's not my real kitchen!
I was livid! Why did you let these people into my house when it looked this bad? and Didn't you tell me that you had just cleaned the bathroom? Do you call this clean?
(Why can't I dream of tropical islands? Warm sand, exotic drinks, skinny me...)
THEN... I went to clean up said mess in the kitchen only to be attacked by a roach! Not any old roach... no... a roach wearing armor! (Yeah, that's the kind of dreams I have.)
The roach looked a lot like a bionicle... ever see those?
I am happy to report that I vanquished that armor-wearing insect and went on to ask my company to save themselves and please leave my house.
I really don't know why I dream the things I do (I have some of the most vivid and weird dreams ever) , but I think this one means that I should go clean something. Anything. Just as soon as I stop procrastinating by writing this post.