Here we go:
I dreamed I was at a new house that John and I had bought from friends because we wanted the extra room. Now the house was not new, it was old, older than mine now and probably built in the 1920's. I never saw the outside but I knew it was the street look I wanted, large porch, Victorian turret on one corner on the second floor, etc. The kids were still living with us and John must have been at work or still living elsewhere due to transfer because he physically was not there. But we had the money to fix the house, barely, and live in the other until it was done. At least that was our plan.
Well I heard noise outside and went out to investigate and found a young boy and a toddler in the back yard. They were living on a mat in the garage. The little boy was probably about 9 and he was hung over. He said his mother forced him to drink whenever her drug/alcohol friends were over so she could get money from her friends to buy drugs. He said her friends gave her money for every drink he took. When he saw someone put drugs in his little brothers bottle he waited till they were all passed out and took his little brother and ran away. He found my garage and thought the place was empty and he would be safe there.
I called the police and they came out and were very nice to both the boys. I cleaned them both up but I did not have a diaper for the baby. He pooped (not runny baby poop) everywhere. It was like he was a wild animal and crawled and left a trail of poop. it was so funny!. But while I was on the phone with the police department the dispatch woman said "we know your address. we'll send an office right over with family services." I told her that we were at the new place we just bought from friends on a private sale so they needed to be routed to the new address, even though we still had the other place and were keeping it until the new one was cleaned up and fixed up for us to live in. She looked up the address and told me that she was going to tell me what was on the records for the new address.
It seems the new place was sited for improper homeowner constructions, no permits. And that the inspection of the property had come up with a number of problems that had to be fixed before an occupancy permit would be issued. AND that it was on the cities open auction list for the next auction in 30 days. Seems the previous owners ( my friends ) had not been paying their taxes or their sewer bills and there was a lean against the property. That's what I get for trusting friends to tell me the truth is what I told her.
While on the phone I again hear noises and looked out into the backyard. The Yard is full of kids that I don't know. When I asked them to leave they said sorry, they thought the house was empty and no one lived there. Some of them ran away scared and others just quietly apologized and walked off. The whole time I am talking to dispatch at the police station. Oh, and the phone keeps coming unplugged, whether it is the corded phone or the cordless. I keep having to plug it back in, or Rhia does. I have Alex looking for something to put the toddler/baby in.
So, I have found two abused children hiding in my garage, found out my friends lied to me to sell me my dream home, found out my dream had a huge chance of being taken away from me, found 25 to 30 kids hanging out in my backyard, my own kids fought me constantly about everything, and what ever happened I was doing it all alone.
I almost forgot. At one point (I had my two dogs and cat with me already) someone was knocking at the door, I opened it and a dog jumped through the scream in the outside door! It was my nephews dog ( not the dog he has now), but no nephew. In my dream for this dog to find me he came to someplace he never had been before and traveled about 8 miles to find us. I called my sister in my dream and she told me the dog ran away and they were not going to deal with him anymore and I could keep him but they did not want him back.
Throughout all of this I remember I kept thinking I still had to go to school that night and present to the class.
Some restful sleep. NOT
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