Dreamt that I was working on some OSB gridbeam panels. I had routed and counterbored the holes already, in the garage, and also, apparently, put a coat of sanding sealer on them, because now I was painting them. Some ugly shade of pink, because that's what paint I had extra.

For some reason I tended to do this work in the wee hours of the morning, when everyone else was asleep. I suppose liked the quiet.

The garage and paining area did not resemble my actual garage. Similarly to real life WSPROJECT-201594, I had a collaborator on the project who was currently too busy with other things, so I was doing most of the work, but the one in the dream was not very Fizz-like.

There was also some bit about being on Midvale just south of where the bike path crosses.

It felt satisfying to be getting the panels completed. Maybe this dream was intended as a reminder from my subconscious that boring physical work is still worthwhile.