I don’t care… You have weird dreams all the time, but you are still compelled to tell me about each one in excruciating detail. Your storytelling ability is lacking when it comes to real life, and believe me, it doesn’t get any better when relaying stuff that didn’t actually happen and you can’t remember clearly.
Yes, I think it’s odd that every bad dream you have takes place at “your grandmothers house, but different”. Maybe you should talk to someone about that… just not me.
I don’t know what your dreams mean. I won’t even speculate. I think there are books about that at the library if you’re interested. But I don’t know what they mean today, and I probably won’t next week either. But that won’t stop you from asking, will it?
You would think that the fact that for the last two years, my responses have consisted solely of “Hmmm”, “that’s weird”, and utter silence would give you the hint that hearing about a dream second hand is one of the most boring, hard to follow, and irritating things in the world. I hope to God I don’t do anything that irritates you as much…
OK, I got that off my chest. It’s not worth fighting over in person. I love my wife, but I just had to vent. Thanks for listening.