I had another weird awake/asleep dream this time, too. In last night's dream, I was a realtor (probably because I watched back to back episodes of "House Hunters" before retiring), and I was showing two clients some possible homes for them to purchase.
The clients sat side-by-side in the back seat--one client gripping the seat in front of him, head thrown back, moaning in lamentation of the poor choices I was offering, the other client sitting hunched, as though cold, with his hands pressed tightly between his legs to keep them warm.
I tried to ignore the moaning, keeping my eyes on the road and speaking in my cheerful "realtor" voice as I extolled the virtues of the next home we were to be seeing. It was difficult, but I was managing... until I kept having to stop the car to re-cover the legs of the cold client with a blanket when he asked (since it kept slipping off and he seemed unwilling to release his hands from the tight grip of his thighs to do it himself).
I think I learned two things from last night's dream. I don't want to be a realtor, and I definitely need more sleep.