I used to have very vivid dreams, but, for the past few years I really haven’t. This morning, however, I had a dream that I had an housekeeper! She was in her late teens/early twenties and her rates were unbelievably cheap. She cleaned my entire house and when it was time to pay her she gave me some ridiculously low rate, like $50. I think people pay $50 to have their yurts cleaned these days. I was dumbfounded and didn’t say anything. Then she said $50 for each of us, because she had brought a friend to help. I was actually relieved but confused. Confused, because how did she manage to clean the house with her friend without me noticing and relieved that I wasn’t ripping her off, even though she set the rate. How’s that for you? I’m sure this has something to do with my FBI post http://throughabirdseye.blogspot.com/2012/04/dont-be-cheap.html. It may also have something to do with me wanting my house magically cleaned, without actually having to do it myself or find someone.