ghost

The beginning of my dream finds me among high school people who were not my friends. We are wandering through a park, and my wedding ring is causing a commotion: am I really married in high school? I half dig, half denounce the attention. A few of us girls are dancing on the ledge of a fountain: twisting, though the song is not insinuating we should be twisting.
Then I am in a room with people who I don't recognize; there are large piles of laundry to be sorted, almost all of it is blue. An old friend shows up and says she'd like to take a blue piece of material as a tablecloth. I am helping her, and suggest that she not take blue, because her whole house is blue. I leave with her, and we place the cloth over her battered wood picnic table --- the cloth looks lovely (light yellow with big bright flowers), but it is not large enough for the table, so we must return for more cloth.
My mother is waiting around for me. We are in the neighborhood where I went to high school; I find her staring out of my old bedroom window. She wants to go gather the remainder of my late sister's belongings from her old house. Knowing the condition of the place, I tell her I do not want to go with her. Plus, I am secretly hoping that my sister's ghost will appear and yell at my mom.
Meanwhile, I am supposed to be looking at a new apartment; I have a few friends with me and when we enter the apartment they start doing laundry and turning on the TV. I'm a little nervous because I don't want the landlord to think I am rude and irresponsible... as I am checking out a large bathroom off of the kitchen area, my friend, DB, comes to tell me someone is banging at the door: a small, arched doorway, when I open the door, the landlord is standing there. He's a tall man with kinky black hair and a hook nose, he looks Mediterranean. He doesn't seem to mind my friends laying about.