Still having AiR dreams... -.-

Last night I had a really vivid dream involving AiR.

In the dream it was the day of our winter concert, for which our theme was some Christmas or winter holiday theme (think Christmas trees, presents, red/green ensembles, etc.). However, I FAILED as a director because I had forgotten to book a room. So I call the room reservation office and I tell them my dilemma, and a lady named Daniela tries to help and ask what kind of room I'd need.

I tell them the usual: 145/155 Dwinelle, 10 Evans, 105 North Gate, 2040/2050/2060 VLSB, etc. Of course, not surprisingly, all the rooms are booked.

I tell her then that we need a room, any room, big enough to fit us. She puts me on hold to find one.. But she puts me on hold for so long that I put the phone down (without putting it on speaker, so dumb). When I pick the phone up again after what seems like an hour she's in the middle of talking after already having mentioned the room, and she says bye but I stay on the line. I'm frantically saying "Hello?" into the phone and someone finally picks up, and I explain that I've just been given a room assignment but I didn't hear it. This new lady puts me on hold again, for a really long time, and I put down the phone AGAIN (stupid mistake twice in one dream? What's up with that..) and of course I pick up the phone just as she finished saying the room assignment AGAIN and is hanging up. I call the office back, but I get an automated answering saying, "Hi you've reached the Room Reservations Office. Our hours are Monday to Friday 8am-5pm..."

By now it's almost 10pm, and our show starts at 10pm, so I tell the group we just have to go and we'll pick a room.

We get there around 10:30pm, pick a room in Wurster (random), and then start singing to our audience, which is just my mom because no one knew where the show was. Then one of the room reservation people comes in and starts yelling at us that we're not allowed to be in there... And I explain that Daniela said we could be in there, and she then finds Daniela who says it's fine.

We continue singing, and another room reservation person (this time a guy, who, in my dream, happens to be one of the teachers from my high school, and also a member of my old Church) comes in and tries yelling at us, and I go outside to explain the situation and ask him if there are better rooms available for the next night of our show. He shows me the list and most of the ones that are available are the military base rooms (yeah, wth?).

When I woke up we were in the middle of looking up rooms that we could use, but that's about it.

I guess there are still some things on my mind about my year as AiR director, things that still haunt me, maybe? Or maybe I'm just having withdrawals. But seriously, that was definitely a mini-nightmare and I hate waking up to that unsettling feeling. Hopefully today as a day makes up for it.