Years ago when I was going through an extremely stressful period at work, when I wasn't a rampant insomniac, I had the dumbest fucking dreams.

They were about grocery shopping, house cleaning - all like you say, frustrating as hell when you wake up and find everything is still a pit - but the worst were the work dreams.

I'd have entire stakeholder meetings, run workshops, present to the project board, have debriefs with my staff - and then have to relive the whole fucking thing the next day.

I was basically working in both my awake and sleeping hours. A constant feeling of deja vu. Having to actually double check my calendar to see whether the big meeting had already happened or not. What a fucking horrible time that was.

Ufff 🤣