Alarm just went off from this dream where Jessica Lange was aggravated dealing with a designer to update furniture at a resort chain and finally made some breakthrough with the outdoor furniture. Black wicker chairs, a burnt orange piece, cream chaise lounge, a green and pink patterned piece.
I was in an elevator going to the first floor fumbling with a handful of makeup trying to get it in my purse, went to the garage and was in the backseat of a lancer, driving around with Shaun and Bryan through this lot that looked like some state fair grounds and I don’t know if they were setting up or tearing it all down but it looked like there was some home and garden expo or something. I said something about math being a bitch and if I needed to ask someone for help I’d probably bug Shaun. Bryan was singing Somewhere Only We Know before I woke up, that was interesting. lol