N Visits

I dreamed that I walked into the house, the front door being wide open, and N was here. She'd taken down all the books and knick-knacks from the shelves and had several small boxes of stuff packed all ready to go on a dolly. It was interesting to see her with strawberry blonde hair.

I was not happy about her leaving me the work of putting everything back up on the shelves. "Sorry about the mess. You're going to need to reorganize, anyway," was her comment as she put the box she was working on atop the others on her dolly and then barreled out the front door without another word.

After fuming for about thirty seconds, realizing that was pointless, I then found myself wondering where the cats had gotten to.