Proposal on Fax Paper
When I sat down to record this dream, I couldn't remember even what it was about. So I went into the bedroom, turned off the lights and lay down. The dream immediately returned to me in the detail I remembered upon waking.
The scene was in an office of a large company, late at night. A woman (Terri B. ?) and I had been working on an urgent proposal for our company. To finish, we needed to receive a proposal for office software (WordPerfect ? (I know it wasn't Microsoft)). The woman left for home and I stayed a bit longer.
There is a blank space as to where I had been, but I returned to my desk
in the morning and found the proposal had come in. It was printed on about
5 feet of old fashioned continuous Fax Paper. This thin, slippery paper
went out of use at least 3 decades ago. The print wasn't of good quality, of
course, but was legible. I did not read any of it because I was trying to
fold it neatly when I left the dream. The slippery paper was not cooperating.
End.
Yes, Terri B. was a dream, but in the waking world. After Laurel left in a rage, I very much needed an assistant to do the work Laurel had refused to do, and especially helping me with serious tax problems. One of my clients, head of a fairly large company, told me to put an ad on Craig's List, which is what they always did.
I posted an ad for a part time assistant, and canceled it the next day because I'd already received 120 responses. I read the first 5, and responded to the fifth one. I met Terri B. at a book store, and she came to work for me. I rejected her requested hourly rate because it wasn't high enough.
Had I interviewed all 120 responses, I could not have chosen better. Terri B. was a very skilled and brilliant person (except for being a Republican). She helped me clear up the tax problems and other issues in very good time.
Within a couple of years, I didn't need much time from an assistant, which was good, because Terri had started to work for a church she had previously stopped working for because the work load was too high.
At the time of the start of COVID, she went to Texas, where her brother was to have some serious medical procedure. This got delayed because the hospital in Texas insisted on keeping him in quarantine for two weeks to make sure he didn't bring COVID with him from Louisiana.
During this time, she became ill, and didn't have the problem looked at because of the fear of COVID in medical facilities - until her appendix burst and she was near death. Her recovery was long and difficult, but she did recover. I talk to her now and then, but she's stranded in Alabama with her family. She is still doing work for the church remotely - which she was mostly doing when she was here. She can't afford to return to California.