Had a TERRIFYING nightmare about Tom. In the dream, I noticed he’d been having trouble breathing all day. Then it seemed to worsen and right as I was about to ask if he was ok, he clutched his chest in pain and started muttering incoherent words. I was going back and forth between trying to make out his words and then chanting, “Please don’t kill him, God, please don’t kill him, God,” as I raced for the phone. 

In another dream, next door painted their house red, but the house looked totally different and much bigger than it really is. It had two floors. I said to Tom, “Wow, they must really have a lot of money to hire people to paint both inside and out for them. How much would that cost?” 

Then Tom comes up with some ridiculous amount like 20k and next I see two unfamiliar cars in their driveway. In the dream, it’s early December and I realize that Bob and Virginia are probably on vacation and the cars belong to their kids and grandkids who are housesitting for them. 

So I guess the smoke detector does see me after all. A ring of white light appears around it when I walk by but only when it’s dark. Too bad the light isn’t brighter cuz then we could do away with the nightlight below it. It’s not that bright at all, though, so I don’t see the point in it.