I am with Peter and a large group of leaders. It is like a dream conference. Someone tells a dream. I start to ask questions. Peter says he needs to talk to me. He leads me back into a room. It is down a hallway and through a couple of rooms. He tells me that I take over and that it has to stop. I am hurt and angry. We end up both sleeping in the same bed. I wake up and go to the bathroom. The toilet is in a separate room/space. I hear Peter get up and I tell him I am on the toilet. I think he still peeks in. (I think I am being asked to leave the group. ) (I am noticing that I am having a lot of “toilet” dreams)
Paul and I are to put in a new toilet in Kelsi and Keenan’s in the bathroom in their basement. Paul doesn’t want me to help because I do “take over”. He has lost a lot of problem solving/following directions ability. He put our toilets in at our townhouse in AZ. But I am noticing every day how he can’t figure out something.
p.s. We asked Paul’s nephew who is a retired plumber to put the toilet in and he did. Yeah!
I have sympathy for this dream, Bonnie. Chris had to drive on his own to the funeral since Cullan and I needed to be there very early to prepare for the funeral and then drive three hours to the cemetery. Chris got completely lost and never made it to the funeral.