This feels like a Sunday

That is, I'm at home; have done a food shop and am getting on with house jobs and also messing about online. I believe I woke around dawn, hearing some movement from those more energetic folks going to the Anzac Day dawn services, but shortly returned to sleep and a dream of needing to evacuate from somewhere which was being flooded. That is, all the land was being flooded and we were being obliged to scrounge for food and take to boats. I believe I was chucked off at least one boat I tried to join, which was pretty rude after I had helped them get supplies on board.