In the dream: at a huge house party in gigantic old house. Went to my room to lie down as I didn't feel well but people kept coming in, chatting, talking as if I wasn't there. Were insulted when I asked them to leave, door locked but still people could get in. Decided to try some other room further from the main staircase. Found unoccupied room but still people wandered in. I was tossing & turning pulling covers over my head to muffle sounds, eliminate excessive light.
I woke up in a fiercely evil temper wanting to kick something. Freddie's cheerful licks & bounces helped mitigate the mood but still cranky.