So this is my dream from last night:
I went back to school.
Taking like a 12 week course or something.
Sitting in a huge auditorium the first day.
Realizing the course ends in mid-February.
Wasn’t happy about that.
Chatted with some students in front of me.
Then the class ended and I walked into a gymnasium.
And we were playing this really intense, low-flying game of basketball.
Like more rugby than basketball.
Then my little brother showed up.
Just kind of lurking in the corner of the gym.
And the coach said that if anyone wanted to stay back and do some work on a new jacuzzi, they’d get paid well for it.
Apparently they were putting in a new jacuzzi in the gym.
And my brother was involved with it.
But I didn’t stay back.
The amount we’d have gotten paid, after the coach did the math, was like a million dollars, except not dollars. It was a different currency. And I thought I was being ripped off.
So I didn’t do it.
And then I asked my little brother about his involvement with the whole thing, and he said that it was a really good deal.
And that he’d make his money back.
For some reason I think he spent like $5k on a new jacuzzi and thought he was going to make a killing by charging students $1 or $2 to use it on their breaks.
And I just couldn’t make the numbers work, which worried me, because my little brother’s a bit bull-headed, and he was about to get cleaned out because of a wacky school-jacuzzi idea.
So I took the bus home.
But when I got home our whole roof was missing.
But I didn’t realize it at first.
At first I went into my room, which still had its roof.
But it was cold.
There was a draft.
So I went into the hallway and realized the entire rest of the house was completely missing its roof. Like someone had detached it like Lego.
And then my mom and dad came in.
And I asked them about it.
And they said they didn’t know exactly why the roof was missing. Like it only occurred to them that this was unusual when I brought it up.
So then this worker comes up.
And I guess he’s part of the roof crew, who I’m guessing were all out to lunch or something.
And he says, “sure, we could have just done it in pieces, too.”
Like, that was an option, but he opted to remove the whole roof, instead.
And the whole reason we were getting roof work done in the first place?
Because the smoke from when we cooked wasn’t being vented outside properly!
FOR THAT THEY REMOVED THE WHOLE ROOF!!
So my dad started making some calls.
The roof worker had disappeared.
And I guess my dad was worried that we’d have to pay for the new roof.
Like I guess he thought the workers had removed it because it was a code violation or something.
And that because the roof was violating code, the workers were obligated by law to remove it, and now my father would have to pay for a whole new one.
So he called a friend of ours who’s a big-time real-estate developer.
But he said he had no clue.
And my father said he’s not paying for it.
But the whole time he’s being thoughtful, and not at all stressed.
Then a van pulls up with the team of roof workers.
And the main guy who we saw before said that he thought he could have the whole thing up in a couple hours.
And I was just like, “seriously? You can a build a whole roof in a couple hours?”
I didn’t even see any wood around.
That was good. Cathartic.