I go to this house. I am in a room by myself. I take a shit on the floor. Later this room is the kitchen and Susan Stember is there. She is cooking. I have carrots and say I will cook those. I look for a peeler. There are other people around. A woman is listening to a younger woman’s troubles. The younger woman has a little girl about 2 years old. I have a positive interaction with her.
I hear Paul’s voice. He is at the door. I yell that he is my husband and he is let in. He comes into the kitchen and tells me something about Obama.