I dreamed I had a job as a preschool teacher. It was terrifying! :-)
Easy to figure out, too: 22 y.o. DS2 is home after finishing school, and we're flying to New City in a couple of days so he and girlfriend can apartment hunt. Then they're flying back here together for a couple of weeks until the move, and DS1 and his girlfriend will probably come up for a visit. So there's food prep, entertainment, errands, etc., with a houseful. I guess the closest approximation I could come to someone with a similar makeup of glass balls in the air was a preschool teacher. Heh. Or cat-herder.