I dreamed that we went back to our old house for sale. At first we couldn't remember where it was. We went to one place and it was just an empty lot, and we thought someone had torn it down. Then the kids reminded us that it was by the railroad tracks, so we drove uptown and found it. When we went inside, we were shocked to find that it was a mess. There were spiderwebs and bugs and all sorts of things in the house that we had left. It was really gross and trashy. Most of the stuff was broken and there were open garbage bags of trash in the backyard. We said, "Well, now we know why nobody wants to buy our house!" We started to sort through all the stuff, but we really didn't even remember most of it. We threw away most of it. There were a few neat things that we wanted, such as an large square mirror (8 feet by 8 feet) that I thought would look really nice on our bedroom wall, but I wasn't sure how to bring it home. There was also a pretty glass china hutch, but since I already had a china hutch, I didn't know where I'd put it so I decided to just leave it.
There was another part of my dream that I can't remember. I told it to Erick this morning and now I can't remember. He said he thought it was about my mom and dad but that's not jogging my memory. If I remember it later maybe I'll come back and finish this post.
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