...and in that dream I was gay. Like, married to a dude and calling him husband gay. The dream itself jumped around a lot and involved various things including fighting in a vietnam style environment and fly in helicopters and crap. But it always floated back to this apartment that I shared with my husband. These people wanted to buy it from us but I told them that my husband was attached to it. Then I thought "Woah, if I'm gay he's gonna want to do me in the butt" That kinda freaked me out.