Dreams 3/4

Dreamt that I was in the foyer, here, with my friend from flutter Starlight, Liz, only we were on the floor by my great-grandmother's sewing machine, and she was my boss. She asked how much I made, and I told her I really didn't know, I thought, thirty grand. She said I made more than she, and I said that's because I had a graduate degree, actually three degrees, and that John, (my real old boss), said I'd make more. I had taken some hall passes out of a hat box on the floor in the corner and was supposed to photo copy them on the SINGER. Liz said I hadn't been on top of my game. I agreed, saying, exspecially today. Then we moved to the dining room, Mummy was there. I asked Mummy how much I made, and she said not thirty grand. Then, a pretty blonde came in. She worked with us only at a market where we were supposed to join her. I had my bullet, and told Liz she could use my dug-out I'd gotten for Christmas, still wrapped in cellophane. Liz did not think much of the blonde.