The following is an actual dream included in my dream journal, and does not describe actual facts
Dream of:22 September 2007 "Fat and Ugly"
I had driven all the way to Texas to the Summerdale Drive House to spend some time with Carolina. She knew I was coming and I was supposed to stay at her House for a week or so. When I walked into the front room, I encountered a second wife of Carolina's husband, Sal. She was a small thin black-haired woman (about 40 years old). The second wife was adamant that I should not stay in the House and she made it clear that I wasn't going to be able to stay.
Sal walked into the room. He was disgustingly fat and ugly, probably in his mid 40s. He wasn't unfriendly, but he didn't say anything to me. Apparently it didn't make any difference to him whether I stayed. Only the second wife (standing almost out of sight back in the shadows) insisted I couldn't stay.
I said that I would stay in a motel, but that I didn't think it was fair that I would have to pay for the motel since I had been promised lodging in the House. Carolina gave me enough money to pay for one night in a motel. When I pointed out that I had intended to stay several nights, the others started scrounging around for more money for the motel.
Meanwhile I glanced around the House which I knew Carolina had extensively remodeled. I asked her if I could walk through the House and she didn't object. The whole House looked completely different from the way I remembered it, but old original brown paneling was still on the walls. The paneling obviously needed to be replaced. All the floors appeared to be covered with new dark wood. I was a little surprised to see Sal tearing up a few pieces of the flooring. He said he had had some trouble with the flooring. He also said he had had trouble tearing up the original floor which I had put down.
I walked on through the House, and when I was ready to leave, I returned to the living room. Sal had sat down on a chair and Carolina had sat down on his lap. She was hugging him affectionately, as if she really cared about him. I found her affection amazing, considering how fat and ugly he was. Her display of affection didn't bother me much -- I was ready to simply leave and find me a motel room for the night.
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