Another strange dream

[fbhjr]

I dreamed that my wife and I were cleaning up the apartment. I was washing the kitchen floor and she was doing the dishes. As she did a dish, she’d throw some of the water onto the floor for me to use washing the floor.
I realized she was throwing more than I could mop up when it got past my ankles.

“Please don’t throw any more water,” I said. “It’s almost up to my knees.”
She looked and saw it was true.
“I can’t dump my mop water in the sink if you’re doing dishes, so I’m going to go dump it in the bathroom,” I said.
I carried my bucket of dirty water off to the bathroom. None of the water from the kitchen appeared to leave the kitchen and come into the living room. I was happy about that and didn’t really put much thought into it.

When I came back to the kitchen, the water was only about an inch deep. I checked and it still wasn’t in the living room.
“Where did all the water go?” I asked my wife.
“I don’t know, I was doing the dishes,” she said from the sink.
“If you didn’t bail it out, it must have drained through the floor,” I said. “I bet the downstairs neighbors are going to be mad. I better go talk with them.”

As I put down the mop, I noticed the center of the kitchen floor was sagging. I looked at it to see if there was a hole where the water went. As I stepped onto it, it felt very spongy.
The, the linoleum let go and I slid through a hole into the apartment below us.
The folks who live there were standing in their kitchen holding coffee cups and looking very surprised.
“Sorry about this,” I said. “My floor seems to have collapsed.”
I looked around for the water that should have proceeded me, and saw no sign of it.
I did see their daughter who appeared to be somewhere between 12 and 15 years old (As I write this I think she’s 2, maybe 3.) and another young girl only about 5.
“Hello,” the 5 year old girl said. “I’m with the apartment complex cultural committee. We’re working on our winter festival line up and wondered if you’d be willing to be a part of it?”
“It’s nice to meet you,” I told her. “I am interested, but must deal with this hole in my floor first.”
I turned to face my downstairs neighbors who were still standing there watching me.
“I’m going to go report this to the main office,” I said.

I walked out and over to the apartment complex office. As in real life, you can see into the office from the parking lot outside of it.
I saw a bunch of men dressed like gangsters from the movies under a low light all smoking cigars. I also saw that the sign on the door said they weren’t open for an hour.
So, I decided to wait back at home.

As I walked back to my apartment, the building now looked totally different. It was a larger, square building that was much taller.
Unlike reality, there was a big lobby on the first floor. In the lobby I saw Gary, the head of maintenance, helping to repair some kids skateboard. (Gary is the head of maintenance here in real life. I have never seen him repairing skateboards. I usually see him driving the snowplow.)

“Gary, the kitchen floor in my apartment collapsed,” I said. “I fell from apartment 5 into apartment 3, and we’d like you to come do something about that.”
He got up and followed me upstairs.
When I got to our apartment it looked totally different. It was twice as big as reality and had totally different furniture. It looked like the house of the old woman that lived 2 houses next to me while I was growing up.

Gary went and looked at the hole.
“Yep, that’s a problem,” he said, looking down into apartment #3. “I’ll get some boards to put across it and it should be fine.”
“It was a cement floor that rotted away,” I said. “Isn’t that more of a concern?”
“Nah, it happens all the time.”
He pointed through the hole to the floor of apartment #3. I could see small holes through their floor down to the basement level in several places.
“I’d still like something more than a couple of boards,” I said.
“I’ll see what I can do,” he said with a sigh.
Dream ends

I did mop the floor the other day. But, I use a Swiffer mop that shoots it’s own cleaning fluid on the floor, so there isn’t very much. I certainly don’t pour lots of water on it.
At work we were cleaning up for a big tour. But, we didn’t mop the floor.
When writing various entries this week, I did go and look at the house where I grew up on Google maps. And, I noticed that the house two over from there now has a parking lot and wheel chair ramp. Which makes me think it isn’t a private house anymore. But, why they’d have moved the furniture into my dream isn’t clear to me.

Comments

[endlessblush.livejournal.com]

Have you ever looked online at one of those dream places?

I looked up a few common themes for you
http://www.dreambible.com/search.php?q=water
To dream of water represents negativity or uncertainty that you are experiencing. An unpredictable situation. Water may also reflect a negative emotional state such as fear or ill-intentions. Our negative unconscious thoughts and emotions. Negative situations that bring uncertainty, the unfamiliar, obstacles, or unwanted changes.

http://www.dreambible.com/search.php?q=collapsing+floor
To dream of a floor represents the theme or tone to your involvement in a situation. The condition, color, or type of floor reflects the overall feeling of everything you are doing in your life.

If you read the full descriptions on the pages I wonder if anything jumps out of you as to what is happening in real life.

You're lucky you remember your dreams - I never remember mine unless they are nightmares and then I don't want to write them down.

[fbhjr.livejournal.com]

evrgreen has from time to time told me some of the more common themes and what they mean.
But, I'm not so sure.

I grew up with water. In high school I was on the swim team and swam almost every day for years. I got my scuba certification and all.
So, I think for me, water isn't so bad. Plus, I personally identify with it some.
In the dream it was the water going away that was bad, not the water itself.

[evrgreen.livejournal.com]

90% of the time, a dream about houses/where you live/where you used to live or where you you might live, is in reality, about you, and your life. The presence of water and falling I'd suggest means as what has been suggested already. I'd say that the dream is telling you about things in your life - some things which you thought were more substantial/supportive but now you aren't sure about, while other aspects of your life you are comfortable with, and some things have a "darker side". The fact that the house/apt changes in shape, appearance, and what it contains are indicative of various changes in your life, not all of which are under your control or as you would like them to be, while some changes are more positive/ welcome. Different furniture can sometimes mean new/different friends or associates, or changes in relationships with existing friends. I'd suggest that at least some of this dream is part of your subconscious working out things as has been prompted by your writing in another post about your life and your family.

[Edit - added: Also, I forgot to add, that since the kitchen is the room where most of the work is usually done in a house, it also is usually representative of the "work" aspect of one's life.}

[uawildcatgrl.livejournal.com]

I had a dream last night that I have moved to a different apartment, but for some reason Jeff had not...and we weren't broken up or anything...just decided to live in different spaces...odd.