Morning Steemit,

After all these days of not getting any sleep, I managed to have a good one last night. No ear plugs and no tablets needed! I did have some dreams as well. Back to normality. I am not myself if I don’t dream daily. Here they are.

Friday 15th December 2017

I dreamed I was playing around with my nail art set. I have a box where I keep everything in such as my gel polishes, nail crystals, files, liquid… you name it, it’s in there. I had my colour wheel out. I had put together my nail colours all in colour order like a rainbow. I had my different coloured nail powder too. I was looking to put each of the different coloured powders on each of the different coloured polishes so I could see what new colours they would make. I didn’t have enough nails pre painted to try the polish, so I took my colour wheel and applied the powder to each of the nails on there, only covering 3/4’s of the nails. The powder gave the nails a coloured chrome finish.

Then I dreamt I was waiting in an airport at the departure desk. There were three stations. I was waiting at one of them with my husband. We were flying first class. He said to me ”With this flight, you get to have your hair cut before you board. Would you like that?” I replied ”Only if they have someone there who has experience in handling my sort of hair.” My hair is very long and thick. I get many compliments on it. There are only two people I trust in this world to cut my hair. My regular hairdresser and my mums friend who is also a trained hairdresser. I saw one of the stewardesses. She looked Chinese. My mum was there with her having her hair cut. I only saw the back of my mums head. The stewardess held the back of my mums hair in her hand and cut two inches off the bottom with a pair of secateurs! There was no way anyone was going to touch my hair after seeing that!

Finally, I dreamed about my late Granny. We were in a room which felt like one of my old classrooms when I was about 3 or 4 years old. We were talking about Christmas presents. She asked me to make a donation to a children’s charity. The donation was a toboggan. I said to her ”I don’t think they will have anywhere to use the toboggan, unless it’s the South Downs, but then it has to be very snowy.” She then said to me ”If you don’t give them the toboggan, can you give them this ring instead.” The ring wasn’t anything fancy. It was a silver, plastic ring that had a filigree pattern and was covered in pink gemstones.

Well Steemers, what do we make of last night’s dreams? I can’t believe I am still dreaming about my Granny. I’m sure it’s a sign she is looking over me. I’ve had quite a few dreams where I have been in an airport. Maybe next year will be the year of travel and new experiences. I don’t know what the dream about nail colours mean. Any ideas? I’d love to know what you make of this.

If you enjoyed this dream, why not read my diary.