I dreamt that problems with heating and cooling of my house got so serious that Michelle Obama got involved. The house was not in Motovun, though. It looked like an enormous American house, and everything around it looked like America. But Michelle was white. She had a broad face, blue-gray eyes that were set far apart, and light brown hair that did not reach her shoulders. She never smiled. Excessively serious and a little remote, she was not easy to work with, but I felt that the heating and cooling problems in my house were in good hands at last. She had a number of younger women around her, and they all struck me as capable of getting things done. I remember talking to them on a few occasions, but the rest of the dream is a blur. When I woke up, I turned to the actual heating and cooling problems in my house in Motovun. I am stuck with heating oil for the time being, but an air-conditioning system is yet to be installed. This must be done before the summer, but getting anything done in Istria is far from easy. Michelle Obama would come handy, too.