I remember one dream.

I was in the Saint-Hubert house and was angry that the Capitals were winning the Stanley Cup and I did not want to deal with my brother (he maybe was my dad in my dream - like always though he never talked BUT he did have the awful disgusting attitude dad has). I was trying to get food before they won it or won another game and also I was acting like I did not care. Then it was me deciding in advance what to eat so looking at what we had and planning it, I even re-arranged it but the food were in different places (places that did not exist when living there). I think something else happened or other things but if so I do not remember.