I just had a horrible dream a couple of nights ago. I dreamt I had made a beautiful pink and white dresden plate for a friends daughter. She was having a garage sale and sold it for $40 just as I was walking up the drive. I was so angry and hurt. It seemed so real! I woke up mad at her. And then I struggled to remember if I really had made that quilt. Of course I hadn't, but it just was so vivid and painful. I hope I never go through that! Yikes!