I'm on a little trip out of town, trying to get hold of four papers - some sort of legal documents from the city or county or something, that this little lawyer says I need. I've come with somebody (or he/she's come with me, for the ride), but I've sent (him/her) along while I look for the right office in this building. So I get there and apply for the things I need. The clerk comes back with two of them, and says the other two are back in the city. I roll my eyes - of course the little lawyer told me that I'd have to come all the way here for all of them. What a nuisance. I go back and pick up my stuff, and aim for the exit door that leads to the parking lot. Then I hesitate, thinking that I might make better time if I go the other way down the interior hallway. I start that way, stop again, change my mind again and go the other way. Whle we were travelling up here, I kept thinking about getting to a coffee house somewhere. I'd been looking forward to that more than finding the courthouse and getting these papers. Now, since we found the courthouse first and I've gotta go right back now, heaven knows when I'm gonna get any coffee. Nuts.
The papers I got seem to be some sort of maps, which show the location of some family property, near. The lawyer's office even shows up - not as such, but I'm pointing out its site to somebody.