Time management

I dreamed about coming home from work after a long still sunny day to find myself stopping to see my parents. They had convinced me to take a week off. Now their idea was to take a 10 day retreat somewhere and I for some reason kept thinking I would have to go back into work during that time and oh I should not have taken that time off, when even if I did, i'd still have been able to enjoy it. Either way we ended up talking about who would be driving and what all we needed to bring. The next thing I know I'm walking in a familiar back yard into what looks like a small group of friends pulling a Alice in Wonderlandesq sort of party. One of the kids was buried under a pile of leaves and I had almost stepped on her. I don't recall how long we were in the yard, but at some point everyone stated slowly making their way to this porch that seemed to be falling apart. Looking up to the next level you could see where the floor had sunken in in places as though people were laying down and the floor molded itself around them. Anyway, up we went looking for one of their companions who left partway into their fun. He was a sandy haired kid, around the same age, although we seemed to be a bit younger once starting this trip. We found him in one corner, close to where my family was sitting. I remember scooting in-between swings/ hammocks and ended up talking to that person. He was trying to figure out whether or not to get rid of his facial hair. I told him it really was his decision and then I made the mistake of patting his head which flattened part of his hair. I apologized and found myself leaning against his legs and we continued talking even as I knew I was waking up.