I keep having work dreams, especially ones where I'm out in triage.
Last night I dreamed that I was triaging in someone's living room behind a screen, using a crotchety old dinosaur of a computer (like a Commodore 64)! It was frustrating and I couldn't get a lot done, and people were waiting for a long time to get triaged.
My last complaint before I woke up? A mom brought her daughter in because the child was going to a costume party dressed as the Mona Lisa, and the mother couldn't get the kid's makeup right and wanted me to do it. The last thing I remember was trying to look on the Internet for pictures of the Mona Lisa and mixing foundation with moisturizer to lighten it up a little. Then I woke up.
Thank goodness this is my last week of work before we go on vacation for two weeks...