Last night I experienced what I'd like to call Senario #2, of the same dream I had a couple of weeks ago. I was at my grandmother's cottage trying to figure out where to put stainless steel appliances in the kitchen but I remember feeling like it was an extremely odd look for stainless instead of the current avocado green appliances in her 1960s style kitchen. .... then I was somehow in the crawl space and I found missing joists and straps that needed repair immediately. In the earlier version, I hung out in the attic looking for old stuff so that I could get rid of it. After a second, I wanted to go swimming in the big waves which - for some reason - is exactly the same way the second one ended. Weird eh? I thought so.
I need a vacation.