All that I can remember of this dream is that my family (my parents and most of my brothers) and I were in the process of buying a house, we were already moving in or had just moved in, and the house seemed to be a somewhat older multi-story house.
At some point I remember us watching a fictional movie called 750 Days Of Summer, at title that I assume was inspired by the movie 500 Days Of Summer (which I have never seen), but I can not remember anything about this movie other than maybe it was a Groundhog Day-like (which I have never seen) movie where the main characters kept reliving the same day over and over again.
One of my dreams involved a pig in some way or form, but I am not sure which dream and I can not remember any other details.
I had a variety of dreams but I can only remember barely part of 4 dreams, I did not record my dream or dreams that I had when I first woke up because I did not feel like taking out my anti-snoring device (I was being lazy), and so that dream or dreams are forgotten now.
This dream possibly involved a Mixed Martial Arts (MMA) fighting event or unofficial fighting event, and maybe I was one of the fighters but I am not sure; and that is all that I can remember.
This dream took place inside what seemed to be The E House and I was there with some children who were some of my cousins who were kids again oddly and maybe a few fictional cousins or some fictional friends of my cousins, and we spent most of the time in the bedroom by the family room and dinning room.
At some point my former uncle DE showed up, his daughter DE was one of my cousins who was there already, and he looked at me oddly like he thought that it was weird that I was alone with kids in a bedroom (the door was open).
It was slightly weird to me even though most of them were my cousins, I was only with them because I did not think that they should be alone, and so I waited for another adult to arrive so that they could babysit them because they were alone when I showed up.
I greeted my uncle DE and I said goodbye and I walked away, but he stopped me because he saw some orange oil-like stuff on the metal plate at the bottom of the door.
This dream involved a family (husband, wife, and four kids with maybe two boys and two girls or three boys and one girl) who were possibly in or from Thailand or the Philippines or somewhere, and they lived in on an upper floor of a structure that was like a small house one a roof.
The husband was possibly working for a mafia or gang or something to earn money for his family but I could be wrong, he did not want to, and he did not tell his family about this.
He returned home after a day of work as the kids were talking about him and asking their mother what kind of job does their father do, the mother replied that she does not know or want to know, but that he possibly worked for the mafia.
One of the sons was standing outside in the doorway and he asked his father this question as he walked in, the father did not answer, and the son saw the look on his face and assumed that it was true that his father worked for the mafia and then the son stood there in silence looking shocked.
I woke up shortly after this.
This dream took place during the day, I went to a fictional medical clinic that was in a small building on the top of a structure during a forgotten part of the dream, and at the end of the dream I returned there to officially sign-up at the clinic and schedule my next doctor’s appointment.
I was the only patient there and there were two nurses behind the desk, one with light-color skin and one with dark-color skin, and I told them why I was there and they had me start filling out some paperwork.
They then handed me several pages that were stapled together and they said that I had to pick a language retainer and sign the forms, and they said that I should read the pages which explains what this is et cetera.
I had no idea what a language retainer was, I told them that I had been there recently and now I wanted to sign-up and schedule an appointment and I had no idea what that was, they told me that I still had to do this and that everything was explained on the pages so I needed to read it and only then would they answer any questions that I had.
Last night I went to bed too late and my sleep and dreams got interrupted by having to wake up to use the bathroom, and then clean the house; and so now I can only barely remember part of the end of my last dream from last night.
All that I can remember of this dream from last night is that I went to work at my shelver job at The B Parish Library, and when I arrived I was approached by my coworker and our office manager Mrs. LF.
Mrs. LF told me that there was some new paperwork and videos that all library employees needed to do and update, and that this has to be done every year.
She took me to a fictional area near where the children’s section should be to sit down and go over the paperwork and videos, checking the old ones, and doing the new ones.
I am not sure what the videos were about but I know that some of the videos were customized for each employee, and so there was video footage of each employee and we needed to film some new video footage of ourselves.
After getting me started Mrs. LF walked away so that I could finish, I saw my coworker and fellow shelver Mrs. CR leave the shelving room to go into the back of the library to maybe get the items out of the back drops, and then I realized that I had not gotten the drops yet or let her and Mrs. D know that I was there.
Basically I had only clocked in and got distracted by this, and so I did not even get the items that had been dropped off yet or let the others know that I was busy with the paperwork and videos.
I remember looking through my paperwork and videos, updating them and doing new ones trying to finish so that I could start working, but I woke up.
I went to bed too late again after once again staying up late trying to fix some computers and get caught up, and to make things worse I had to wake up early this morning and quickly leave to do some paperwork without being able to voice record or think about my dreams.
This also meant that I did not get enough sleep last night, my sleep and dreams were interrupted, and I did not even get enough time to try to organize or save the memories of my dreams from last night because I had to quickly get ready suddenly to go do some paperwork and while there I was doing a lot of talking and did not get to think about or save my memory of my dreams in my mind for later.