November Dream Journal (cont'd further)

I dreamed I lost my job and had to clean out my area (this actually happened in real life a week and a half ago on November 12th). I came back from lunch at what I thought was twenty of 3, but when I looked at the clock again, it was actually 4:00 and I had one hour to clean out my stuff and leave. And I knew if I got finished early, I could leave early. Cleaning out my area took a really long time. I had a lot of drawers and a lot of stuff: short drinking glasses, earrings, silverware, food (a lot of food including ice cream!) clothes, stuff hanging on the wall and so on. At one point, someone tried helping me and he brought over a wastebasket with some stuff in it, including belly dancing costumes. I said, thanks, is that stuff or is it trash? He said, it's trash. At that point I got angry. I said, "you don't have the authority to make such decisions for me, Todd! (or his name might have been Sean) That's a belly-dancing costume! I might need that some day!
At one point the dream morphed from cleaning out my area at work to cleaning out my room at my boyfriend Michael Kramer's house. I was bitter, angry with his parents for kicking me out, and felt defiant, knowing that we were going to continue seeing each other, even though I couldn't live with them any more. Michael was helping me, then disappeared, then I could see him again down the street and it looked like he was on his way to help me some more. But when he got to the bottom of the hill, it appeared he was turning right to head towards the liquor store. I became deflated. Then he stopped and took his pants off. He was wearing yellow underwear. Apparently he changed into his underwear because he was going to do some calisthenics along with two other pairs of people who showed up and were doing stretching exercises on a towel or blanket on the grass.
Another thing I remember, is there was some ice cream, and for some reason I had taken it out of the freezer and sat it on the counter. It was in a really strangely shaped triangular container with the ice cream hanging down from the top like a swing. It's hard to describe. But I had taken it out to let it get soft, and then I realized I better start eating it or else it would get too melty. Also something about being down the street, thinking I could just take that van back, and when I got down the street to where the van was parked, it had disappeared! So I needed to walk All the Way back, which was about a block. It seemed to take FOREVER!
One other thing, after I had come back from lunch at twenty of three, there were a bunch of leftovers in the caf including Ritz crackers and some kind of white cheddar popcorn, generic, not Smart Food. I helped myself to some of it and it turned out to be coated with something sweet and had some kind of nuts in there, so it was more like Poppycock.
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