Dreamt that I was working at the office at work. But it was not so bad, because Ed and I had been assigned to a different space, not in the middle of the cube farm, but off in what I can only think to describe as a deep walk-in closet in the northwest end of the lower dells. There was not total privacy—this was sort of the EE area, and people would walk around behind us to get to equipment sometimes, but it was a big improvement. I had at least 8 feet of space, side-to-side which I set up with track shelving with a bunch of random boards, and was spending most of the dream unpacking spools of wire and soldering irons onto the shelf.

I had to drive off to do something, and then was talking to my coworkers on the phone as I was driving back. But I was driving back to my house, as if that's where the office was. I guess the office being at my house would also be an improvement. At the end of the dream I had taken my soldering iron apart and was screwing parts back on, but then woke up before it was entirely back together because I was worried about missing the scrum-of-scums meeting.

In another, seemingly unrelated dream, I had surgery to remove a growth above my eyebrow and now insstead of eyebrow I had stitches there. "I'll probably have to draw my eyebrow back on after this heals. oh well" I was telling my parents at dinner.