23 November one of the many dreams... The White Paint in my backpackers

Last night was another bad night for dreams but I will write about just one of them.  There were 5.  I dreamed that I went out for lunch with a friend and when I came back, my backpackers was covered in white paint, but really messily.  My mother was standing there looking very unbothered.  I called one of the workers and said ''I am the owner here, who gave you permission to do this''.  They ignored me and carried on throwing white paint everywhere.  At this point my mother started laughing hysterically and thought it was really funny that I was getting more and more wound up about my backpackers being destroyed by this white paint and that no one would listen to me when I told them to stop.