Had a dream last night where I was at the house of one of our clients from work with Mike. We were there decorate her living room and at one point Mike moved the coffee table out of the way, but in doing so he spilt a glass of wine. Apparently, the glass had 12 different types of wine in it and a fungus started to grow in the carpet. The client, Jenny, started to clean it and then I helped her. I felt really bad about it.

Later, my mother found out what had happened and started giving us a talk about preparation and being careful. I tried to tell her it was an accident but she wouldn’t listen. She then tried to do a kata (from karate) and I stopped her to try and finish telling her the story and she got annoyed.

We then drove to Asda, on the way pointing out the fungus that had spread from Jenny’s house to the road. When we got to Asda, I tried to help with the shopping to make up for earlier. In the background, the automatic door was shut and wouldn’t open, so while we were shopping there were loads of members of staff running past to go and fix it.