I remember two dreams.

I was either a spy or a criminal or a stunt person or something like that. A group of either of those things or again something like that were finding me cool or and interesting and asked me of I wanted a date with (they named him) he was Vin Diesel (someone else i think in that dream) so I said of course but before the date arrived my excitement became doubt because I was wondering how a man like him would be interested in a woman like me (meaning looks for both of us).

I had moved to my own place. It was an apartment that I think I took without even seeing. It was not perfect but far from being a dump. I almost immediately started putting curtains on and things like that plus cleaning. I asked for some help with the curtains (for the rods because there were none) and it was the man who owns the building who helped me.