Dream

Last night I dreamed that Mark suggested, as a money-saving measure, that we should sneak into people's houses and steal their partially used bars of soap. You know, the little slivers that most people throw away prior to opening a fresh bar. Mark felt this was pretty wasteful and that we could subsist for years on these soap slivers and hence save money on the purchase of soap. In the dream we lived in the Appalachians and we were wandering around peering into the ramshackle homes of very wild-looking, hillybillyish men, and Mark would point out their used soap and suggest stealing it.

The other thing I remember is the very rude thing I said to him in response to his suggestion: "Do you want to hear first why that's stupid, or first why it's crazy?"

We HAD been talking about the need to save money that evening.....