I’m waiting for the temperature to drop down into the 50s so I can have a more comfortable workout. For now, I’m running a load of dishes through the dishwasher and hoping the rats stay quiet enough to let me concentrate on my story. I could always throw them in the laundry room if they get too rowdy, I suppose. 

I had a dream I was at a small airport with a friend. I apparently knew the people running the place and was showing the friend the inside of some planes. We climbed into one, which was stuffy, and sat in back. I reached up and put the AC on to cool it down. The friend wondered how I could do that when the plane wasn't running. 

"Batteries," I told her. 

She was excited because she’d never flown before and we were going to fly up to northern Oregon for the day and then back. “At least you know Oregon,” she said. 

“Yeah, but only parts of southern Oregon, not northern,” I told her. 

Suddenly one of the pilots got on the plane and started backing it up down a street where cars drove. The friend asked where it was going. 

I shrugged and said, “Probably just going to the bathroom.” 

LOL