Just A Dream?

So I had a weird dream that there were dozens or hundreds of messages on the phone answering machine. I happened to check it later in the day because I'd ignored a computerized ad from a cell phone company. I was surprised to see another message. It seems the banking entity with Mother's savings called on Thursday. I guess it was while I was mowing. But I wonder if my subconscious picked up the phone ringing and was trying to tell me something in that dream.

Anyway... I returned that call which meant leaving a message. I got a call back later after Brother called to tell me he couldn't get savings without me because of the court documents and their policy. So we are going Tuesday morning to take care of that. Monday is a public holiday in the States. At least Brother finally did something about that account. The crazy thing is we apparently have to open a new account for the estate there, move the money and then take it out! And for some reason I need to bring a billing statement, credit card and photo ID for proof of who I am. That's more ID than I ever needed for anything. It's not like I'm asking to access nuclear secrets! I guess they are just paranoid.

I got up at a fair hour. I was surprised the neighbor wasn't outside. Eventually he came out to do some watering. I decided to tape and mud the wallboard. The tape I have is crap. It doesn't have adhesive so it's held on by the spackling which dries fast so... well... I got it up there and it's drying overnight. It looks like crap but there's still sanding and a couple of coats ahead, plus the spray texture and eventually paint. It'll be fine. I'll make it fine damn it!

I also found instructions for installing the French doors. They were stapled to the top of the frame. Who is going to look there?? Well, I guess I did. I'm annoyed at the doors. I guess "left handed opening" means it's the left hand when you come in from outside! How stupid! So now I'm annoyed with the doors. I either have to put them in backwards with the outside facing in or just throw myself under a bus. I don't want to return the silly doors--I'll figure something out?! (OMG it is TEH DUCKIE ONLINE!)

I called neighbor and left message. Thought I could visit this evening but didn't get a call back. Don't know if he saw the message but he probably had a bad evening. I managed to barely entertain myself instead.