I’ve been shopping with friends and feel the need to pee, so I go off, and find a restroom. As I enter the stall, it occurs to me that I am dreaming, and probably need to wake up, that the need to pee is actual. Suddenly I’m afraid that if I pee in the dream, it will cause me to lose control and pee in my bed. But I can’t wait, the need to pee is too urgent.
I am an adult, with (in charge of?) a group of kids – teens and younger. I have brought them to show them my grandparent’s house, on my Dad’s size. As we approach the house on foot, I see a white wood frame home, not very wide – looks like it might contain two rooms across, the same deep. I know better, but wait to show the surprise to the kids.
We enter, there are indeed two rooms welcoming us, but then I take them through a door into other rooms, and more, deeper and deeper into the house, looking all around. There is an old fashioned kitchen, and in may rooms some old fashioned furniture – but strangely, blending in, some more modern pieces, even the occasional computer screen or flat screen tv.