Why Do It Be Like That?

I had an unsettling dream that I woke up to and now I'm fighting a bad/grumpy mood this morning and it's like why brain, why?

The dream was weird and a little frustrating but not enough to put me in *this* long and bad of a mood!

So two things that actually happened yesterday that my brain used in this dream... I watched some of a Cesar Millan (the dog whisperer) dog training show and I did laundry.  Sometimes my shirts come out of the drier wrinkled (usually when I wait too long to do laundry and have an overly full load of course) and so I hang them up on my shower curtain rail to steam and de-wrinkle.

Ok, so keeping that in mind, here's the summary of the dream that has me tipped over into unhappy this morning...

There was a presentation in/near my building from Cesar Millan about dogs so I was at that of course!  And as I was walking back inside, I saw all my shirts had been placed on top of the garbage bins (which is something people sometimes do when they're giving away items... put them outside for people to grab).  I was upset, I had hung my shirts in the common laundry room (now there's a bath/shower in there?  I DON'T KNOW!?) and someone had thought they were being thrown away.  So I picked them up and went back to the presentation and asked my building manager if she had moved my shirts and she was like grumble grumble yes and I said very loudly DO NOT DO THAT AGAIN!  And then I had to try to find my hangers, which people had already taken from the (non existent) basement area which meant I had to use non matching hangers (GASP... no but this was upsetting in the dream for sure) and I was about to text my neighbours to say this had happened but instead I kind of woke myself up and like ok the dream took two things I actually did and used them to get rid of... I dunno, angst?  BUT NOW I'M AWAKE WHY I GOTTA BE MAD STILL?

Sigh.

Will try to shake it off.  (Without getting songs stuck in my head... sigh)