Dreamed of reading a 1995 newspaper; a vacuum cleaner sucking up big piles of dust; the Dusty Springfield song "Son of a Preacher Man."
Went to Giuseppe's house in Scarborough and had my first singing lesson. My big challenge was avoiding listening to my own voice. (Counterintuitive!)
The weather's warm enough for spring cleaning, so I vacuumed my whole room. (Hence the dream.) Then I cleaned my windows. Either of the parents would have done it for me, but I was afraid they'd put the panes back in, in the wrong order. I'm bushed!
Dinner was pizza.
Late in the evening I ended up taking the windown panes out and fooling around for 20 minutes until I figured out the right way to put them in.
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