Dreams

     For our big cross country trip this summer we borrowed a car top carrier from my sister in law. She had a baby in May and wasn't going to be using it. We got back the last day of July. All of August it stayed on top of the car. No one was in any rush to take it off. No one would be needing it. September came and it was still on the car. I was taking Jake back and forth to preschool with it still on. Last week all six of us were going to the Yankee game. I knew we would have to take the van. I knew I wanted to top off the car. I hoped my husband would bring it to his sisters and take it off. That would have been easiest. She was away the weekend he may have had a chance to go.
     Two days before the game I had a dream that someone stole it off the car while we were at the game. Yeah, I know it's not very likely to happen. Still it bothered me. In all the games my husbands been to, I was the one with him the time his car was broken into. I was paranoid something would happen to the car while we were at the game. Whether it had to do with the car topper or something else. And being there with all the kids I really didn't want anything to happen. I guess I felt with the top on it our car was a good target or something. I text my husband about the dream and he said we'd take it off that night if it would make me feel better. That night came and went.
     The next day I took the damn thing off by myself. It wasn't easy but I felt better. My mind was at ease. We went to the game and all was fine. Now before you start thinking I'm nuts let me tell you another story...
     My husband and I did not have a typical wedding. We took a bus load of people with us to Yankee Stadium and were married there in a private room. We then attended the game. No limos for us. We hired a bus to take all of us and bring us back. A few weeks before the wedding I dreamed that after the game we could not find the bus to take us home. We came out of the stadium after the game and walked around looking for the bus that was supposed to be there. It was not and of course I was upset about it. I told my soon to be husband about it at the time and he assured me it would be fine. Well, he was wrong.
    In reality we left the stadium after the game and the bus was not where it was supposed to be. I was pissed and upset. And sort of freaked that I had dreampt about it and it happened. Sure we didn't walk around the stadium a few times looking for the bus like in my dream. My husband ran up a few blocks to look where he thought it would be and it was. Thankfully. We still had to search for it but not long. We still had to walk around to get the the car that should have been right there to pick me up after my wedding. I believe they closed the street the bus was supposed to be on waiting for us so he could not be there. That really doesn't matter to me. Somebody should have known better. I guess I did but didn't know how to fix it. I dreamed it and it happened. And from now on I'm always a little extra paranoid and cautious when it comes to reality and my dreams.