Valet Cafe and the Speedy Lizard

MORNING OF FEBRUARY 22, 2010

I had just seen a movie with the Movie Meetup group from real life. We had gone for our usual post-movie dinner, this time at some fictional, greasy spoon cafe on the side of the road. I remember we were all standing outside talking. An Asian girl was there with our group, and she was obviously drunk. She kept flirting with every guy, including me.

It got later and later as we stood out there. One by one, people began to leave. I remember saying goodbye to Lisa. As she drove off, I wondered if it wasn't time for me to go as well. Then I realized I had to get my car back from the valet--yes, valet--at this greasy spoon cafe! It took forever for them to bring my car around. Eventually I saw them pulling up with it--only to realize it wasn't my car at all, but some celebrity's car, as the valet explained to me (I can't remember whose). He began filling it with said star's luggage.

I must have finally gotten my car, because I next remember being at home. I was talking to Lisa on the phone. I kept hearing a skittering, scratching noise and hoped I didn't have a mouse in the house. Suddenly, a huge lizard came scurrying out from behind the couch. I called it "a gecko", but it looked more like an iguana. Only it moved insanely fast, almost like the movements of a squirrel!

I've got nothing against lizards, but having a super-fast, largish one careening through my apartment was a bit unsettling. I opened my front door and tried to move the lizard toward the exit. Every time it got near the open door it would pause, as if considering leaving, but then would turn and continue running about the place.

Interior Decorating and Mother Teresa

MORNING OF FEBRUARY 8, 2010

My parents lived in a really huge house and for some reason I was going to have to move home with them. There were two really large rooms upstairs that conjoined, and they said I could turn them into my "apartment".

Basically the entire dream consisted of me just looking at the rooms the way they were arranged now, and decided how my furniture and belongings could best be arranged. Also, I tried to decide which of the furnishings that were already in the room I might like to keep. There were a lot of floor-to-ceiling bookshelves, and I really liked that. There were also very large windows with a view of the currently moonlit sky.

The rooms became more and more like an apartment unto themselves as I looked them over. One area had a desk and looked like a study room. There were clippings of Mother Teresa all over this area. On the desk, pinned to the walls. Even on the floor there was a huge picture of Mother Teresa that was just her face. It was being used as one of those protective mats under the desk chair. I just thought it was odd, because I "never knew my dad was obsessed with Mother Teresa."