kids
I am at a house with J and my cousins. we're sitting at a table in the front yard talking about why we don't want kids. they are supporting us. H is saying how she would like a job as a creative manager and I tell her she would love it where I work. then J and I drive to where J and A live to pick up them and their kids. it is crazy and hectic and I get out of the car to walk home. we are in CG and my house is nearby. I'm carrying an armful of round tins and stuff which I almost drop. I get home and construction workers are there. I go in the front door which is open. I tell them they're letting flies in. we sit on the floor awhile, my dad is walking around naked. later I am in a gym PE class or something. someone is telling me I suck at whatever we're doing. I get upset and leave. in the locker room I am looking for #18 where my stuff is. I can't get any of the #18s open. a lady helps me. then I remember I was going to buy rich a pop since it's his birthday.