Dream Of Living In A Big House

I had a dream about a new house. I had a dream about this house before and it's a really beautiful house. It's very large. and In the dream I had before, there was an old family, like 1800s, who had started the house. And he had built the library that is still standing in the house that we just moved into. Or we're about to move into. It's a beautiful little library with a very beautiful tile floor. But the way they made it had some sort of gas coming into it that was flammable. But they thought it was medicinal and helped your brain remember things. In this dream we knew of the explosive capabilities. in this dream I got to explore the rest of the house as well, mostly the living room. The house was weird architecturally, it was not a typical looking house, but it was very very beautiful. It was in New Mexico, and it was in Adobe, but it somehow was also right next to the ocean. And I'm texting one of my friends, and one of my friends is at the beach, so I walk down the beach and I find my friends. And so I start hanging out with my friends, and we're having a really good time, and I tell them my house is right there, they can see it from here, and they really like it. And I keep playing and playing and playing. I have two dreams, the first one and here's the second one. I'm going on a road trip with my parents and my grandparents. We have a different car, it's much older, it's a van of some sort, kind of like a VW van. It doesn't walk or anything, but it's a good car to drive as well, put a lot of stuff in it. So I'm on this road trip with my parents and we stop at this museum. I'm with my friends with some kid and we're hanging out in the rooms behind the museum. There's one kid who keeps trying to pull pranks on us, he's trying to pull two pranks on us. I don't remember the first one, which was when he pulled on my new friend, but the second one was a camera that was just supposed to randomly take a photo of us. I don't see how that was a prank, but I knew it was there. It wasn't hidden or anything. Later we leave the museum. We end up going to a store like, with clothes, like fabric for clothes and stuff like that. And I start just putting on a pair of clothes that they have there. I'm wearing a pink strapless top with a grignola, a pink grignola. Just like a hoop skirt. My friend tells me that we can't do that, but I do it anyways, and I encourage him to do it. So he does, and we have a good time dressing up, having fun. And I go to put my clothes back on, but I can't find which ones are mine. There's a bunch of my clothes there that I didn't put there, but they're there anyways. So I'm looking for my clothes, and I finally just grab a pair that look like mine. So, me and my dad walk back to our car, and we head back to the house. We stop at a restaurant on the way, where when we get out, someone robbed our wallet. I pick up the wallet, and there's my uncle's driver's license, and my friend's driver's license, and a bunch of photos of me, a couple kids I know, and it's just very creepy. It's like someone documented everywhere I went. It was like someone's been following me, which creeps me out. The lady comes back to her car, and this was next to the car, so I asked, told her, you dropped your wallet. She's like, oh thank you, yeah. I'm like, there's a bunch of photos of me and my family and my friends, and you even have my Uncle Trevor's license. Who are you? Stay away from me, stay away from my family. I don't ever want to see you again. I'm just screaming and yelling at her at this point, and she just seems bewildered, but I know she knows what I'm talking about. I can see the recognition, like, she nods her head, but she's still, like, dumbfounded. I head up to dinner with my grandparents and my dad. My dad leaves for something, a restroom or something. And my grandparents haven't come up the stairs yet. So, I'm sitting at this booth and I can see my friends who were in a couple of the photos. That lady's wallet too. Laila, Camilla, and Kaylee. And they're sitting in one of the chairs in one of the booths near me. I smile and wave at them, and then go back to the menu. Although I'm not really looking at the menu, but I'm looking around. I see the lady who I yelled at in her car, go up the stairs and start talking to the girls, telling them that they need to go home. And I assume that's one of their sisters or their mother or something, which is confusing to me, so I start thinking. Maybe they are one of their parents and are just concerned about where they are, but then why not honor everything i do? The woman leaves and then an angry girl comes up and starts yelling at them as well, I assume it's her little sister or something, her daughter, and eventually they get up and go with her.I had some trouble with the van getting here. I couldn't fit in it or something. So I had to live in here with my grandparents. That was an experience. My grandparents were tired and exhausted and just wanted to go home. So I'm glad we stopped at the restaurant. Because they seemed much happier afterwards. On the way back I decided to ride with my dad. I sit in the car, in the back of the van, and people start just grabbing stuff out of the car. They did when we first pulled up too, like when we first started walking towards the car. Like, people just start grabbing things out of the open window of the car. There are antiques in there for some reason, and my dad starts yelling at them. Not because they're stealing though, because they're not taking the good things. Like, it says to one person, who grabbed a very beautiful, very old music box, who's like, you have to have the certificate of authentication for that, or you're not gonna get the right amount of money. Why not take the certificate with it you’ll get much more money for it? What are you a Dumbass? And that's the end of my dream