Okay, I know most people think I need to see a psychiatrist anyway, but last night, I had a dream that I was driving home from work, and someone was towing my TD in the opposite direction:
But the roof was off, the sides were ALL tilted, my microwave was perched precariously on the edge and ready to fall off, and a whole bunch of other cracked, broken stuff was crashing about.
In other words, it was totalled.
I made a u-turn and tried to catch up with it, to no avail. So I returned to the boatyard where I keep it see what the heck was going on. The boatyard manager informed me that since I used screws to attach the sides to the wood frame and not glue, that the sides had imploded. But he knew nothing about the fellow who was towing my TD around town.
I woke up, relieved to realize that The Crab was indeed still safe, and that it was a good idea that I used screws and not glue, per the manager's suggestion
100% true story--so have I finally gone over the edge with this obsession?