I'd been dreaming that we were in a hotel. I don't know what hotel, but it was one we'd been in before (in my dream).
I was getting into the shower and I was annoyed that the maid service never got the shower curtains right. You know, the double curtains, one hangs outside and one hangs inside so the water stays in the tub.
The inner curtain was an opaque white, the outer curtain was clear with black geometric designs, something like out of the fifties. And before I could shower, I always had to fix the shower curtain and I was planning on mentioning the problems with the curtains to management.
When I woke up, one of the first things I said to Brian was to ask if he recognized this shower curtain pattern.
Great. Now I'm neurotic in my dreams.
And can you believe that I just realized I'm over on Google looking for that shower curtain? I have better things to do with my time.
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