Gah. What a busy week. The students came back, my family came back, and suddenly I've got much less free time to do stuff. I probably had an anxiety dream about it last night.
Typically, I was in a car that had sluggish breaks and steering. I was coming down a hill and tried to break to avoid bumping into the fender of a car in front of me. The breaks sort of worked, but I still tapped the car in front of me. Then the car started sliding backward. Up the hill. I tried to turn the wheel, but the car kept sliding backwards up the hill... To where a train truck waited. It had a big radioactive material symbol painted on its side.
On the plus side, my office is now looking like an office and much much less like a junk closet.