Dream when you're feeling blue

I know it has been a while since I have written. I have been told this by many a comment. It is just that the train hasn't left the station in a while. The train of thought that is. I see the only people that read this frequently, and they are a part of any story that I would have to tell. I guess I could pull a feather out of the duckling's hat and tell you about a dream that I had last night. It is kind of a weird one. I was at work and the receptionist told me that I had to drive to Wendover and pick up one of my residents that died a few weeks ago. I guess his niece had moved him to a care center and he died there, but she wanted me to bring him and his casket back for the funeral. She couldn't go get him because she was going on vacation. I asked the receptionist how I was supposed to fit a casket in my car, and she told me to take the work van. But, it wasn't the bus that I normally drive. It was a mini van. So, I drove it Wendover all by myself to pick up this casket. I get there, and they couldn't find it. We looked everywhere and finally found it. Then, we folded down the seats in the back of the van, and put it in the back. It wouldn't really fit unless it was on an angle. I really wanted someone to come back with me, because I knew that his ghost was there, and I was terrified. I started to drive on I-80 and I woke up. It was like 3 in the morning, and I was so scared in my dark room, so I turned on my lamp and the TV. Weird. But, that is not the oddest dream that I have had lately. Some have been really, really screwed up.
It was my birthday last week, and I really appreciate Duckling, Somethingkins, and Pinkie for all that they did for me. I had a really hard week and I am sorry that I was really cranky at times, but I really did enjoy all you guys did!