Housemover

I'm going to officially change the name of this blog to "sundae's dream diary" since i'm the only one posting.. It's ironic that I'm the one who doesn't have a personal blog..
So last night, I dreamt that my family moved into my neighbour's house. They were moving to some other country or something and they sold us their house. And I was so darn happy about it, cos I was thinking that it's much much better than my previous house (which is just next door).. There are only 2 houses next to ours so only 2 families walk past our doors (if it was my previous house, 3 families will keep walking past our door).. All the spotlights in the living room were working in the new home (my previous house had half the spotlights out and no one had the patience to figure out how to repair them).. And there were painters working to paint the living room a nice shade of green..
Ok, then I woke up in the morning.. walked with my eyes half-closed to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I then opened my eyes,picked up my toothbrush and realised I was in my neighbour's house. That thought shocked me so much that I banged into the washing machine. The washing machine looked really, really familiar. Then it hit me, that I was in my house (phew!) and that when I dreamt of moving into my neighbour's house I was actually dreaming of moving into my house.. The "new" house that I saw in my dream was not my neighbour's house, it's actually the one I'm staying in right now.. The "my previous house" in my dream is actually my neighbour's house in reality (though they don't have spotlights in their house)
Confused? Hahaha.. tell me abt it.. Almost gave me a headache trying to separate dream from reality..

My dreams are getting weirder and weirder huh? Atleast I don't dream of being hunted by a serial killer anymore.. thankgodforthat!