Early morning double header

This morning brought me a double feature of quickie dreams.

In dream number one, Jason & I were on vacation in some west coast city... probably Vancouver. I was taking him to all my favourite stores. Stores that don't actually exist (but could). We were in a kind of Pike Place Market neighbourhood, where we went to a chocolate shop and were then on our way to the "best place ever to buy coffee." The stores were an amalgam of places I've frequented in various cities. In my world, visiting chocolate and coffee shops with my man = happy dream, just one small notch below sex dream.

Dream number two found me at my first day of work at Jason's office. It seemed that I didn't really have any work to do, nor any specific role there. But Jason's boss constructed a very fancy modular desk for me. Various female colleagues would come over and chit chat with me. They had a lot of expensive art coffee table books that were there for the employees' enjoyment. His boss climbed a ladder and began to meticulously arrange a display of the art books, up high where visitors could see but no one could reach.