What is my mind telling me?

I had a bizarre and very vivid dream. I was visiting a friend of mine at his retirement mansion -- in Thailand of all places. This friend actually owns the home I live in now so there's that connection.

I was visiting with a very good friend from high school who I haven't seen or heard from since our last high school reunion. He's not even on FaceBook enough to keep in touch that way. So I have no idea why he was in my subconscious.

Anyway, I was laying on the couch in Thailand watching TV as well as watching the waves in the window. It reminded me of my trip to Lake Michigan this summer where I stayed at a house overlooking the lake. The mansion in my dream was on the ocean. Suddenly, a massive tidal wave rolls in. In my dream, I closed my eyes and felt the house collapse around me. When I opened my eyes, I pushed off a couple of broken boards and found myself surrounded by a washed out house in steamy sunshine. Weird.

I walked around and found my car. How or why I would have taken my car to Thailand for a vacation is beyond me. It was partially submerged, but I was able to start it up and drive it to some safe dry ground.

Then I decided to walk into town to call people and let them know I was OK. I got to the market where I found the friend who came with and then we ran into another high school friend who now lives in California. She just happened to be visiting Thailand as well. The last time I heard from her was a couple of years ago and she isn't an active FaceBooker so I don't know why she was lurking in my brain either.

Then I woke up.

After puzzling over that series of events I headed off to the YMCA for Brian Leaf's spin class. I struck up a conversation with a lady in the class about challenging your home assessment and now I'm going to help her fill out the form. I have time after all.

The only official thing I had today was a meeting with one of my banking contacts. Unlike last week's meetings, this one was with a decision maker, someone who actually could create and offer me a job. It was encouraging. Obviously, I don't have the finance and accounting background that many in banking have, but I do have a vast number of contacts and know how to ask questions and build relationships. So he's intrigued. This could lead to something.

It's similar to all the conversations I've had. I know a little about a lot and I can communicate. There are positions out there that I'd be good at. They all could lead to something, but I still don't have any solid offers and until there are offers I have to keep pushing.

So tomorrow I make more phone calls to set up meetings for next week until one, two or three of these things pop.

I'll send my resume to two more people today. Keeping track, I've officially applied for two openings. I'm sending my resume to a person who wants to have it on hand if he hears of anything and to another who perhaps could fashion a job for me.

I don't know if I'm track, ahead of schedule or falling behind in the unemployment thing. It's all new to me.