Monsters from the Id.
Do you use a cleaning service? Have you been tipping better lately?
Just one question: did you ask your wife about the glass? There could be a logical explanation.
The rest of your dream is not that unusual, I’ve had similar dreams many times over the years. The last one was really boring, though filled with a lot of detail. When I finally woke up, I was annoyed that the kitchen floor and cabinets still needed washing, and that my husband hadn’t come home from out of town yet.
Oh my god I just looked over at my desk and THERE’S A GLASS SITTING THERE! IT’S THE GLASS! THE GLASS MOVES OF ITS OWN VOLITION! I THOUGHT IT WAS IMPOSSIBLE BUT IT’S TRUE I TELL YOU! PKBITES’ DEMON GLASS IS ROAMING ABOUT THE COUNTRYSIDE, PREYING ON THE SOULS OF THE LIVING!
I told you guys!
We are living on the planet that used to be inhabited by the Krell. Or was it the Crest? Anyways, that glass is my final proof!
I’m going to ROCK the scientific world, I tells ya. I’m gonna be FAMOUS!
And rich. Rich beyond the dreams of avarice.
Yes.
I’ve been married to her going on 28 years.
SMACK!!! Ow! (PK runs like hell 
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McKeesport Beaver Falls Latrobe RECENT GLASS SIGHTINGS Sewickl
surfing --hey, my mum’s in the bathroom, checking her contacts.
–OH MY GOD! THE DRINKING GLASS NEAR THE SINK!
distant scream…
DUH! We’re the ones who are dreaming about this thread.
That, or the poltergeist thing.
harumphf I ask for my first cite and get smited.
mutter mutter I still want to see the glass.
Has anyone checked the attic?
You know, given the OPs extreme reactions to normal circumstances (like hidden cameras around the house while his kids were growing up) I’m thinking you nailed it in one…
Sleepwalking would explain everything. But, it isn’t the answer.
Clearly, it was the ghost of your grandmother welcoming you. It’s a sign that you’ll die, and soon.
Parallel dimensions. The veil between worlds is sometimes very thin. A wife from a nearby world, but on a slightly different vibrational plane of course, that did not go to Ikea that morning, or went later, slipped into your world. She then did perfectly normal things until she just “slipped” back where she came from. Only when she went to return that glass, that she uses all the time, she didn’t find it. She did however find it in the cupboard right where she usually keeps it, completely dry.
Happens to me all the time.
Whoa. Creepy. I just yanked out my copy of Led Zeppelin’s Physical Graffiti and Robert Plant’s bong has been replaced by The Glass in all the photos!
:::faint:::
Seriosly** Pkbites**, I’m on the sleepwalking bandwagon. Two weeks ago I awoke to find four glasses of water on my nightstand. I always take one to bed but somehow, in my sleep, I must’ve felt a dire need for three more.
There really is no other logical explanation.
Hypnogogic hallucinations are trippy. When my daughter was about 5 or 6, she used to wake up early, patter down the hall to our bedroom, climb up on my side of the bed, and lean over to see if I was awake yet. If I wasn’t, she’d go grab a bowl of cereal or something and settle down to watch cartoons.
One morning I was lying there half asleep and felt her do all this. I felt her little hands on my hip as she leaned over me, I heard her go back down the hall, I heard the t.v. turn on, then I went back to sleep. A couple of hours later I got up, turned OFF the television (which was tuned to Cartoon Network), and went about my business. A couple of hours after that it suddenly occurred to me that the kids had spent the night at my mother’s house, my husband had been at work, and I’d been home alone since the previous evening. Creeped me out pretty good, but only because I find the notion of sleepwalking (and hell, hynogogic hallucinations, too) creepy enough on their own without adding fantasy to it.
At least that particular hallucination was nice and mundane, much better than the demon girls in the corner and malicious imps flying over my bed and invisible people sitting on the bed and serial killers implacably stalking me that I usually get. I can see why people believe in ghosts, it would almost be preferable to believing that my own brain could be that freaking cruel to me.