An okay sleep, with one of my bizarre dreams yet. The guys scheduled to go to China on this business trip couldn't, and I was next in line to go, myself, on just a few hours notice. This involved being handed a new blend of Scotch to sample (it was lovely) which might have been what the company I was working for had something to do with, and then finding my way back to my hotel room (room 909, I think) which was on a floor near 128 or some such - I had to yell for assistance from one of the employees in finding the room. I knew I had but minutes to shower, dress, and be ready to leave. The image of the corridors and room doors was unique and interesting, to me, though probably hard to describe.
Don't ask me where any of that came from.
A later dream involved a bunch of us (I don't know who "we" were) finishing up our meal at some interesting place (but I don't know what was interesting about it) and me telling everyone we have to get moving in order to pack up and be ready to leave on our return trip home. This one was apparently a car trip. Then we were outside and I forget what was happening there.
Enough! Oy!