ginger cookies

I dreamt I was part of some baking event with my step mom's family. There were a ton of them there all baking and knowing what to do. I wanted to help, I liked to bake. It actually felt good to be around them, since normally I feel like an outsider. They were baking different kinds of cookies and pies. There was one recipe that was a chewy ginger cookie. I guess it was excellent, but they kept on trying to make it into a pie and it was failing. I went to touch the dough in the pie tin and each time you would push on it to spread it to the edge, it would retract to its cookie shape. I decided I had to use the bathroom and so I went out to the barn. All of the boy step cousins were out there doing barn/farm work. It felt like fall, it felt kind of nice but at the same time I wanted to be out of their way. There was something I didn't like about the man feeling that day, where normally I would have chipped in. I went up to the second story of the barn where there was a sort of out house. It was made of wood and there was hay on the ground, not glamorous at all, but the door shut tightly, so I was happy. I also wanted to hurry before I had anyone waiting outside the door. I was successful and went back out. My step mom and my dad were there. I felt as though I didn't want to be around them. I could feel their criticism and their inability to get me or care about my needs. It seemed some time had passed and for some reason I needed to use the outhouse again. I went up the ramp and shut the door when my dad came knocking on it and the door fell off. I wasn't very happy about it and just left. I had two phrases go through my head..." there is no rest for the wicked" and "the meek shall inherit the earth." This passed through my head throughout the dream and I thought... I think someone is trying to tell me I need to be patient. I went back to the house with the backing. They were still having the dilemma with the ginger cookie but otherwise the pies were all done. I looked at everything neatly boxed. I saw that one of my aunt's (D) had red velvet cakes all boxed. I think she may have store purchased those. There was also an apple pie on the table half eaten. I think the crust may not have turned out on that one. Then I started talking to this blond girl. She was a little airy fairy. I suggested that we just cook the rest of the ginger dough as cookies and she agreed. She was tasting one of the baked good and mentioning something like.... " hmm yes, the second story I think...." She was using the way the baked good came out as a symbol of what might be going on in your life. So say a pie fell in the middle, maybe that meant that you were missing some grounding or solidity in your person. I asked if this could be true for all cooked items, projects and so on, and she replied more or less .. of course.

Then I dreamt I was in an office building, a nice modern one. Everyone seemed pleasant to be around. A lot of femininity in the air as apposed to the usual male feel of an office. There was just a feeling of a lot of smiles, caring and sweetness. I, for the first time, didn't mind being in an office knowing I might work there. I was in charge of a couple of projects, but really wasn't part of any department, just helping out. People came by my office asking for this and that and I think I had some sort of information gathering that I was in charge of and so I knew I would have a lot of people by my office. I decided I had better put all of my favorite pens in a safe place so none of them would be accidentally pocketed. As I was doing this ladies were stopping by and giving me their information. I felt sort of ashamed that I would be so greedy with my pens when these people were so nice. I could get others, so I stopped. A security guy walked by a couple of times. He had a nice sweet smile on his face, kind of a grandpa type. He asked how I was doing and I replied good. Then a woman (JG) called me and asked about some HR sheet that she had expected to be done. I reminded her that I gave it back to her with my edits long ago and hadn't heard back from her. I realized I had better set up a status sheet for her projects and the other office projects to keep everyone on the same page. Some office fellow stopped by my office then to give me info. He was curious about me and why I was there and we started chatting. He was trying to be helpful and kind of hinting I should start a business. He said "you should like that (some nickname) lady, she was a smart noodle." Then he proceeded to show me her web site. It was regarding helping people with apartments, finding them, how to set up a lease, deal with issues, the law, and so on. Kind of a helpful hints thing for people who didn't want to do their own research. He said "She solves problems people need answers to."

Then I needed to leave. I was walking through corridors trying to find my way out. It was kind of a complicated floor plan and elevators didn't go to all floors. It also seems I was hiding from someone or trying to get out unnoticed so that no one had a chance to detain me for one more minute. I stopped and looked through one of my bags in a reception area maybe to look normal or to stop and think of my next plan of how to leave...