Years ago I had a recurring dream.  I was in a house (in each dream it was a different house, but it was always my house; one that I was familiar with).  I would open a door, or go around a corner and suddenly I would be in a room I had never seen before.  The room was always beautiful, comfortable, and furnished in a way that made me want to sit down and rest or think, or just look at it.  When I would wake up from these dreams I always felt great; peaceful and relaxed.

I talked about these dreams with friends, and I also found a dream website that looked interesting.  A house in a dream generally is the self, and my new and wonderful room meant that I was anticipated a new and good phase in my life.   I wish I could say that there was an obvious moment that I recognized that dream come true, but looking back, I think it did happen, and getting the job I have now had a lot to do with it. 
You may know that I am a nurse and I work in the field of infertility.  I really like what I do, and I respect and care about the people I work with.  But most of all, after a very steep learning curve, I feel extremely confident and appreciated.  Did my dream really portend this change?  I have NO idea.  But I don't have that dream any more.

Now I am having another recurring dream, it is not pleasant at all, although it isn't terrible either:

In these dreams I am trying to explain something but I have a great big wad of gum in my mouth -- it gets stuck to my teeth and I can only pull parts of it out at a time, and what is left wads up and sticks even more to my teeth.  It is embarrassing, because I feel like a dope that I can't get rid of the stupid gum, and even when most of it is gone there are remnants on my teeth so I have to speak very carefully.  The other aspect of this weirdness is that I am usually repairing something at the same time -- a table or a desk with something loose and I have hammers and screwdrivers all over the place, and when I get done and look at it -->  It is always upside down or inside out.  Needless to say, when I wake up I am just glad not to be dreaming any more.

OK, anyone would assume that this means I have something I want to say but can't, and that I am also worried about screwing up.  I agree.  But those of you who know me probably realize I pretty much say what is on my mind -- I'm like that in real life as well; not just here at the keyboard.

So, In the interest of getting away from all the bad news, and with the goal of having a blog that will not cause any arguments,  I'd love your ideas on this crazy dream...

But most of all, I'd love you to share your own puzzling OR entertaining dreams