I had a dream that I had moved to a new place to live. I think it was a house, but it was small like the apt I live in now. Strangely I thought it appeared that one couldn't tell where the living room ended & kitchen began. I thought it was partially b/c of the rust colored carpet. It extended a little too far into the kitchen. There also seemed to be about 3 or 4 stairs that went up into the kitchen where there was a counter at the top step. Looking from the stairs upward, there was a washer & dryer to the right of the counter. I needed to do laundry & I looked into the washer & saw I had left a load previuosly. I put those into the dryer underneath. I then went outside to my car to get the other dirty laundry. Suddenly I found myself in a wheelchair wheeling myself out of an old Kmart store that used to be about a 1/2 mile or less from where I grew up. I was wheeling to my car. My younger sister was just driving into a parking space 2 to the left of my car. Another woman pulled into the space 2 to the right of my car. I got to my car & opened the back hatch & pulled myself from the chair into the back where all my dirty clothes were strewn. I proceeded to gather up the clothes & throw them out of the car into a basket or something. Both my sister & the other woman proceeded to do the same thing. Like the building had been turned into a laundrymat. I had a sense of urgency, I didn't want anyone feeling obligated to ask me if I needed help. I got all my things & wheeled myself back into the building. At that point it turned back into the place I had just moved into, & I realized I could not get up the stairs to the washer. Just as I was figuring out what was going on I woke up.