What the fuck was that?

My husband left for work this morning per usual and the babies and I were sleeping in and I was having the WEIRDEST dream. In this dream I was at my aunt’s house and this house had the smallest split foyer entry you’ve ever seen. I had three daughters all appeared to be about 8ish and my aunt had a daughter about the same age and they all had a friend over and we were trying to raise money for their Girl Scout Troop when their friend’s mom pulled up to pick her up. I went to the front door and opened it. She was parked in this huge white van and she was yelling something I couldn’t hear. I kept shrugging aggressively until this enormous woman got out of the van with an arm load of shit. And when I say shit I mean it was complete garbage; she was carrying a large crate, two gigantic picture frames and some sort of stick with a string on it? And came barging through the front door with all this, nearly knocking me down the stairs, and asked me to hold it all for a second. So, I’m standing there in this much too small entryway, holding the door open with my foot, holding all this shit in my arms, trying not to fall down the stairs to the basement while she huffs and puffs and explains she’s how gonna take all this shit to the pawn shop to help raise money for the troop. Right then my husband calls and wakes me up. I tell him about this bizarre dream (because I don’t dream often, but when I do they’re always fucking weird). I ask him what he thinks it’s about it and this fucking genius goes, “put that shit down and shut the door before you fall down the stairs, stupid”. BAM! That fucking simple. Mind blown. If you don’t get it like I did, let me explain. My subconscious is telling me that I’m holding onto some completely worthless shit that’s holding me back and I’m holding the door inviting it in and I’m at risk of falling because of it. See? Now it’s up to me to figure out what it is that I’m holding on to that I don’t need anymore. That’s my goal for the day find my shit and get rid of it. Our brains and the universe are fucking amazing. There are messages everywhere if you just pay attention. A dream that to me seemed completely ridiculous was actually telling me something pretty important. Both my babies are still asleep, so, after I write this I’m going to sit and meditate and get rid of my shit. If any of you have some worthless shit you’re holding onto I also suggest dropping it before a big broad knocks you down the stairs with it.