I seem to have themes in my dreams. Yet another one is elevators.
Last night, I dreamed of taking my aunt on an elevator to her assisted living apartment. I noticed there were 7 floors. She was living on the 3rd. But someone pushed the 5th floor for us. When the door opened, there was no floor there, just the parking lot. So we went back down to the 3rd floor.
My daughter and son were with us but my son wanted to take the floor to get here faster. He went to the 4th floor. My daughter missed the elevator not being able to decide if she wanted to come with us or take the stairs. She got left behind.
My husband was still on the ground level, doing his own thing. He looked odd though.