dream journal no. 1

my strange dream sequence, featuring bottega veneta resort '12.
i picked this dress due to the vivid orange color that is nice to find in a good oj :)

i found myself in the kitchen frosting a cake i had just baked. Though looking down at the jar held by my hands, it was not a jar of frosting. It was, instead, a jar of JIF peanut butter. So I was making a cake with peanut butter smeared on it. The cake was not even half covered, when the jar became completely empty.
So my hunt began in finding more peanut butter. Then i forget about the peanut butter quest, which is suddenly transformed to a search for orange juice. Frantically i begin to rummage through the strangest places and find orange juice cartons; in the cabinets, under the sink, etc. But to my dismay all the cartons i find are empty or close to it, with only a drop or two left.
i become more and more anxious.
soon the house is littered with phantom cartons once holding orange juice.

i wake up, the most stressed i've ever felt from a dream.
what on earth do you suppose that to mean?