Slip Dream

Setting up shop in the new LaSalle Branch is on my mind constantly. It is so much that it has permeated my dreams as well. In this dream I was standing as a greeter with the inside door open and patrons were walking in and out of the library. People were happy. It seemed normal--except that I was in a short, beige slip. And one of my colleagues took me aside and told me I needed to go home and change because I wasn't dressed appropriately. Then I woke up. Hmmn...