A Blending of the Day's Events

Almost everything in this dream came about from a conversations or events that happened earlier in the day with different people.

Situation 1: I take the park and ride bus most mornings on my way to work now that I'm no longer nauseous. I usually take the 6:49am bus to work and our bus driver is usually the same. Every morning she greets me with, "Good Morning Ms. Zumba" because I'm the only one in fluorescent clothing and vibram five fingers that early in the morning.

Situation 2: I was discussing with my Zumba students how far along I was in my pregnancy when one of them told me that a Zumba instructor friend of mine was due to have her little girl that day. I knew her due date was approaching but didn't know it was that particular day.

Situation 3: I usually don't talk to my sister everyday. I was hanging out in the mall in one of her favorite type of stores and decided to give her a call so I could ask the sales people if they had what she liked in stock. She didn't answer the phone when I called so I left.

Situation 4: On the way from our delicious dinner, Chef and I were discussing in the car how different would it be to drive a stick shift in different car makes. I told him that they say every car is different, so I would assume not only is every make different, but every model might drive differently as well.

On to this wacked out dream.

My sister was pregnant. I know right... ridiculous right out the gate. Apparently she wasn't due before me but she wanted to have her baby before me so she broke her own water with a stick. (She told me over the phone, that would have been too graphic for a dream). I had to take the bus to get to her house. I was on the bus and my bus driver gave me her usual greeting, except it was night time. I got off the bus a few miles from where my sister was but I left my bags on the bus. I was all kinds of angry but I had to decide whether to wait for the next bus to come around or walk the couple of miles to meet my sister.  I figured it would take at least 30 min for the next bus to show up so I would try and walk. As I'm walking a zip line appeared out of the blue. I grabbed hold and was ready to take a ride through the trees of a suburban neighborhood. I couldn't get enough speed on my zip line and then I realized that it was a stick shift. I had to shift gears on my zip line to go faster. I remember yelling, I'll never make it there in time because I can't drive a stick shift. My zip line was moving sooooo slow. I got tired of the struggle and frustration and woke myself up.