Dreams and bleh

Ugh. Finally out of bed after a night filled with dreams about loss, anger and frustration. There were only a couple of bright spots - one where someone I liked from my old work showed up as a new employee at current work, and one near the beginning of the last dream which was about #AHChch being gradually overrun by people - at first just a few friends deciding on an impromptu working bee (although it was later on a Friday and the light was fast vanishing) which was great, then more friends and acquaintances either joining in or turning up to have a look around (which was fine except when some of them started ignoring the danger signs and going into the manager's residence), and then lots of random people all with no oversight whatsoever which would be fine under some conditions but definitely wasn't under these ones.

So there I was trying to track down and shoo people out of the managers' residence which
- was fairly dark inside and no less damaged
- someone (not us) had spent time booby trapping; in obvious ways and easily avoided by my superior knowledge of the place inside and a noticed-but-not-encountered ankle-biting spiked wooden palisade around the patio gardens (not actually a bad idea)
- had developed a lot more rooms including facilities for a bar/night club overlooking a large indoor swimming pool (wouldn't that be nice), a lot more open doors onto the main building (also larger)
- was quivering as if a shake was incoming.

And eventually woke up with the whole situation unresolved, then lay in bed feeling mopey for another couple of hours.

By this time of the year hope is something I have in very short supply.