Eddie (worship pastor at my church) was “renovating” a play set in narrow backyard of ranch style home. I had a single room. I came back and he was not there and had pulled it all out. I couldn’t see it. There were just large piles of leaves. I asked Nedra and Jeremy (leaders of our church) and tried to call him and Brittany (Eddie’s wife and also worship leader) but couldn’t work the flip phone or see it very well. Was getting upset and concerned because it was were I was supposed to homeschool and couldn’t get started. No one else was either. Emma (babysitter and kids church worker) was there. I had brought a large cake for Eddie and Brittany and some cake bites but they hadn’t eaten them and others had gotten into it. The place was a mess. Finally I found that the old beams were under piles of leaves. I went to find him and then came back and there were brand new beams. He was going to replace the whole thing. He did and it was amazing and useful for the whole group/family that lived at that house. He put some new pieces on it that I hadn’t asked for and taken some away. I had mixed feeling about it at first but since he did it for me I didn’t complain.
I was driving my friend Elizabeth to my grandmother's former house. The car is not the one I drive in real life. I was going to feed her and we were talking about salt. She wanted salt with her food. When we parked I locked the car manually and without thinking threw the keys in the passenger seat and closed the door. I thought to myself I'm going to have to call a locksmith.