When I left my sorry, no-account first husband, I moved in with one of my sisters in a big old house with a huge kitchen.
Well, last night I dreamed that this was now my house, and a group of JW's were invited by my little JW college daughter to come there and prepare sandwiches for the convention.
They were in my kitchen, preparing food in assembly-line fashion, but refusing to speak to me!
I was so angry and indignant that I woke myself up fuming.
What in the world!!!???