In the first dream mom and I are going to church.  The thing is, it's cold and wet outside, it's raining, kinda this heavy drizzle.  Not like downpour, just a normal, consistent, fall like rain.  What's wild is, despite there being a roof on the building, it's raining inside exactly the same.  Anyhow, mom and I come in and sit down in a pew near the front and start participating in the service.  I look over at her to make sure she's okay, and for a bit she seems okay.  I still have two other layers I brought with me sitting in a bag on the floor, one is waterproof, the other just like a light, warm sweater jacket.  As the service goes on, we sing hymns, and such, nothing changes.

Yet, we're still warm enough despite the cold wetness in the room, the rain, etc.  Deciding to make sure mom doesn't get cold, even though she's not, I give her the rain proof poncho like extra item, and I take the warm sweater jacket, and we both put it on.  Eventually the pastor gets up, and starts making his sermon despite the continuing cold rain in the church.  After service we go out into the Narthex, which is like this big, kinda banquet/catering room, inside of which is this small chapel like structure.  That little structure we discover is HUGE internally.  Inside are tables setup where they are teaching a bible study of sorts, giving and collecting little pop quizzes, and so on.

The thing is, all the tables and chairs in there are weak and rickety, and I have to trade up the first chair I try for another because when I sit down, you can tell it's about one step short of collapsing.  Even my dad, who's with me, notices this and asks me about it, which I explain the reason to him, and he seems to agree with my choice.  This goes on for a while with me struggling to get comfortable in this new chair, and going through the tests and teaching there like an over sugared child waiting for recess so they can go out and burn all of that off.  That's the first dream.

The second is me driving around in my Civic.  However, as I'm doing this suddenly it gets a flat tire.  Fine, I'll just switch in the spare...except, parts of it start to fall off.  Welp, alright, let's engineer a fix here, which I did, using a cart roller.  Yeah, real redneck there.  lol.  So anyhow I limp it into the dealer and they tell me to park it nearby while they get me registered.  So I pull into a parking spot, get out, and I swear, the car literally rolled away on its own.  So I go chase it down, and somehow save it from yeeting itself off a cliff into a huge ditch.  Then I chase it around the parking lot until I finally get it into another parking spot where still more parts fall off it until this thing is looking REALLY sad.

I then look at it, and realize, yeah, this is gonna be an expensive fix, and I wasn't sure if I'd have enough funds to get all of that done.  In the midst of all this the car continues to try and get away.  Not, like, drive itself around.  More like free roll into danger.  Eventually I stop it from doing this by, of all things, pulling out my keyfob and pressing a button on it which makes the car literally stop rolling around, park itself, and stop falling apart.  But not before it suffers some major damage and "self ejected" parts due to all the nonsense it's just gone through.

Anyhow, that's the two dreams.