Last night, I dreamt that I messed up on the baby blanket I was making for my neice and had to rip it out and start all over again. I was not very happy about that at all. In fact, I was thinking of giving it one more shot, and then giving up if I had to start over for the umpteemth time. And then, I was relieved when I woke up and realized that it was all just a dream. Whew! 