Labor Day

Lately I have only remembered bits and pieces of my dreams. Last night I remembered more of my dreams than usual. I dreamed we were at my mom and dad's house for Labor Day and that Erick and I were getting ready to go on our little getaway. Only we never really had decided what we were going to do or where we were going to go. We were trying to figure it out, but my mom kept giving us jobs to do. They were having a fund raiser for their church, and she needed me to make signs for it. At first she wanted to borrow the letters for our church sign, but we have so many in use already at our church right now we didn't have enough. So I used posters and markers. We needed one that said "Garage Sale" and one that said "Bake Sale," and some that said "Donations Accepted." There were more than that, but I can't remember them all. She wanted Erick to do work on the barn, too--put a roof on, or something. I really can't remember more than that.