Was my night for the weird dreams - can’t remember the details of the first but there was some sort of seminar or similar being run or at least facilitated by the estate agent who sold the house. Mum was in it as well and I think surprised herself and everyone else by how well she was doing.
Second one I do remember was there was some sort of queue at what looked like the op shop where I donated a lot of the excess when I was cleaning out the place, and it was for a type of ice cream made in this really weird way that I doubt is possible, and a Karen type at the head of the line was having a rant because she didn’t think it should be available so no-one else should have it. You know the type.