So I was dreaming about driving my dad's van. I don't know why the van, because I have my truck. It's legal to drive and everything. I mean, it wasn't for a month because I couldn't afford to renew my plates, so I parked it, and now I think it's sounding kind of loud, and Bucky said he noticed the muffler hanging kind of low... since that truck EATS exhaust systems... mm, mufflers, yum... but I have a trip permit on it now so I can drive it for the next week or so... in real life.
But in dream world, I was in the ol' Safari Van. It was exactly the same except it had been changed over to standard shift, and the shifter was a big long steel rod with a T handle at the end, which was up near my ear, like Rat Fink. I had to reach way up to shift it.
So in other words, the usual.
I was pulling the stock trailer into town, to the fairgrounds, for a horse show. I was thinking I'd just be there to help out, not compete. Not ready to compete this year. Again, like usual.
When I got there, I opened the trailer
because the horse trailer had no floor.
JUST LIKE IN REAL LIFE!
In the dream I was thinking things like, "Heck, I really gotta put a floor in this thing," and "Did I put horses in this trailer, or did I just drag it here for practice?" and "If I put horses in this trailer, did they fall out somewhere on the highway?"
Looks like I'll have to put "buy lumber for trailer floor" on the long term project list.