If All Dreams Mean Something....What About This?

It was the grand opening of our French antique shop. We were in a small town in Oklahoma.  The shop was rustic, with antique windows, fireplace for heat and a small bedroom for someone to live in to keep an eye on our shop.  My co-owner?  Someone famous.  And she had just appraoched me to talk to me about going to France in June or July to do some antique shopping.  I was going through my mind what I had going on in during those months. 

The co-owner and I were inside talking to customers when a homeless kid walks in.  He has been there before asking us for money.  We offered him some work around the place and he scoffed at us and left.  He is dressed like he's from the early 1900's in brown woolen knickers and little cap.  He asks us again for help.  I am the one he asks.  My partner is having a discussion with someone over in the corner.  I offer him a bath and a meal.  He accepts this and then all of a sudden Chris is there and we are giving this kid a bath right there in the room.  It is a dirt floor and the water pools on the floor not seeping in but running in tiny rivers all over toward the door.  The kid is mad about the bath and tries to bite me but I'm quicker and don't let him.  He says he will towel dry himself.  As he grabs the towel another boy, a bit older, about 13 comes out of the bathroom stall with a towel around him.  Apparently he had a bath too!  I point out that he needs to get really dried off just like the older boy did.  So the younger boy goes into the bathroom stall and we can see from underneath that he pees all over the floor on purpose.  And because it doesn't seep in, it runs all over everywhere, reaching towards the other people.  He doesn't seem to care because he steps right into it and then comes out with his towel on.





Weird dream that I had after taking my daughter to a doctor's appointment this morning.  I slept from 9:30-noon.