Odd dream

This morning I had a strange dream - strange because it makes me think that I need to do a tarot reading to get some clarification. In the dream, I was with my husband and apparently we had just left a restaurant. It was almost as if we had been looking for Petunia (his ex) there, or had possibly thought she might be there. We were in the truck, and he was driving. He backed up out of the parking space, and the rear end of the truck was close to one of the windows of the restaurant. The back-up lights lit up enough that I could see inside the restaurant, and there was Petunia with her friend, Dan Blocker's Chin (DBC). It seems we had seen DBC when we were inside, but now Petunia was there. She was sort of bending over a table, probably attending to her toadler, Special Ed. I told the husband to stop and look, she was in the restaurant. So he saw her, too, and we re-parked and went inside. I don't know where my husband went, but in the next "scene," I was standing at a high counter near the cash register, and Petunia was a few feet away from me, sort of half-turned. There was a mirror or glass on my left side (she was to my right), and when I looked in the glass I could see that she kept looking at me, as if she wanted to get a good look at me or something. It amused me because she was pretending to ignore me. So I moved down toward her and asked her what she wanted to say to me. I was certain that she wanted to say something. Of course, she denied that she wanted to talk to me. I asked her 2 or 3 times, and told her I'd seen her reflection in the mirror looking at me, and what the hell did she want to say? Naturally, because it was a dream, she never said anything, and that's when I woke up.

So now I'm convinced that she has something she wants to say to me, and it's probably not anything nice. Still, it's intriguing that it should come through to me in a dream. I'm going to do a tarot reading today and see if I can get any inclination of what she's up to. The fucking bitch.