Saturday night dream
We were moving. The house we were moving into had three bedrooms, two bathrooms, and a room with a pool. The back door had three 'panels' - the middle was the actual door and the two side ones had windows. The window panel on the right of the door was also a door that did not have a lock.
We were apparently moving away from my father-in-law and mother-in-law and moving near to my husband's oldest sister and her family.
In the street out front of the house was set up a Scholastic booth (there was a cargo truck of theirs parked near it). They were advertising new math and English books.
The first day we only moved a few things over and went to sleep elsewhere. The second day we moved about half of our stuff over, but not beds yet. I was tring to fix a shelf in one room (girls' room, I think) but couldn't find screws or tools.
We were in the process of trying to get our mail swapped over. They brought a big box to the door of the new house. It was labeled "Scholastic." Robby said "That isn't ours." and gave them the right address. The next day, they brought the same box to us again. We gave up and just took it, and carried it out to the people set up in the street.
Robby decided to go get some tools and a lock for the back panel and whatever else, but before he was leaving, he started a batch of french fries in the built-in fryer that was in a cabinet over the stove. He was praying with the kids [this was bleed-through from actual events] but I couldn't actually hear what he was saying from the kitchen, when the fryer started boiling over and making a big mess. When I opened the cabinet, there were fries and grease everywhere! I started fussing at him about it (while he was still praying {blush}).
Later I was out front, sorting through stuff, when about seven or eight neighborhood children came by on their bikes, wanting to know where our kids were. I said they were inside but we weren't all moved in yet so they'd have to come back another day.
We found some "tattoo paint" (non-permanent) in a closet and I wrote something on my sis-in-law's arm. We rubbed at it to "set" it, and it changed color from red to black. It appeared evil to us. We tried it on someone else and it changed color but also smeared instead of staying on.
