Something about...it was very snowy outside, maybe blizzarding. And I was at the gym with somebody. But we were trying to 'sneak in' for some reason. Maybe because we don't actually have memberships anymore. So I tried to nonchalantly walk past the front desk, but the person there was like "Hey get back here!", so that didn't work. So I continued to the back door so I could escape without interacting with them.

Something about a box that was shaped to look like a book in 2 parts (fake paper edges of one would face the fake binding of the other). It was shiny gold. I had taken the 2 parts apart and then was trying to figure out how to get them back together. I was having a hard time with that.

The hallway in my house had poopy cat litter all over the floor. It wasn't that it had spilled, but in the dream we just used the floor instead of litter boxes, and had been putting off cleaning it for an excessively long time, because now it was a mess. I decided to finally clean it up, and got a broom and dust pan and garbage can.

Sara was helping me clean, and I guess some dirty litter had gotten on the old green jump mat, because she picked it up and was asking if we could throw it out. I said "oh no, not the jump mat!", because it has sentimental value to me. Looking at it, I noticed that it was much smaller than I remembered, maybe only half the area of a twin mattress.