Married 

I asked the same question. I dreamt that I had gotten married to a guy from online that I had only known a short time. He lived in Utah (wasn’t excited about that) in an apartment / condo. He had some money because his family owned a farm, which he quit shortly before we had gotten married, and now worked for a blinds company.

The first several days I slept on the couch. I had wondered about him feeling the hairs on my face. He would walk past me in the morning, while I was sleeping, getting ready for work. He did mention something about that, but don’t remember what. The weekend after being there, I hadn’t taken a shower the night before, and I still had my shoes on.

I had taken the orange and white tabby cat with me. That night, my husband was in the bedroom and told me to come get the cat. On my way, I noticed that he had two black dogs.

He was lying on his left side, facing away from me, on the bed, which was in front to my left. He only had white sheets on. The tabby was on the other side of him.

In the morning, his son and daughter and mom showed up. I wasn’t wearing any bottom pj’s. I didn’t get up until after they had come in, and started talking. There was a quilt that I started folding, pretending that I was interested in.

His son asked him why he quit the farm. I don’t remember if he responded.

He and his mom ended up in the kitchen (?). I could hear her tell him that if we had any children that they would need to go with him to church (seemed he was a different religion) because of me being from the lower class. When they came back, I creepily asked her if I scared her, and then started to tell her that what she thinks of me is only a reflection of her. I didn’t get it all the way out because someone else (husband?) started talking.

My husband then called me “B’s / Bees”. I looked down at my shirt and saw that it was black and yellow horizontal stripes. I don’t know if that was why he called me that, or if he was just having fun with my name.

I then was sitting on the couch, in the middle, and my husband then came over and sat by me, on my right. He said something about gum. I mentioned that I hadn’t had any for years, for 10 years. He was shocked. I had a feeling that this was also the first time I talked, and that I had kept closed up until now.

I saw the family farm house, looking at the front, and noticed a bunch of white vehicles to the right, on the other side of a fence. I figured they belonged to all of the family. I don’t know if I was actually there, or if it was a vision within the dream.

Somewhere, there was something about each time I did an action, it would be forgotten, as if God would forget it.

The family all gathered together that night for a celebration outside. Someone was announcing the names of the people who showed up, like royalty do. When my name was called, only one person asked who I was. The other people were busy involved in the celebrations.

I saw about six white open cases, vertically lined up, for sunglasses, with them inside. I must’ve taken one because when my name was called, I had a bit of fun when I took them off. I was thinking that my husband must be thinking how pretty I was / am.

I didn’t see him, but saw a guy talking loudly, in front of me, surrounded by the people there. I moved to my left a little in case I was blocking the way for anyone behind me, and sat down on the lawn.

I then heard singing, and looking in front of me, I saw my husband on the other side of the crowd, facing my direction. He was singing, with a guitar, for his daughters (had at least three it felt like), so that they could record it and use for their ring tone. Seems they were cheerleaders, or something similar.

He then started singing the ending, and a lady then started singing her song for the same reason, but for everyone.

I then saw Cari walking, from left to right, with Amy and Micalanne walking a short distance behind her. Amy and Micalanne were telling Cari what a great person I am. Cari, never looking back, playfully acted as if she didn’t know who I was, knowing that Mic and Amy didn’t believe what they were saying.

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