Another cool dream... It started with adventure. My boyfriend was a big, burly guy (not my husband) who had a boat and a truck. We ended up looking to buy a small apartment that was my grandparent's. Then we were told someone just bought it. As we were leaving I noticed a painting on the wall done by my grandma. It was a family portrait. I saw the woman who bought the apartment and told her it was my grandma's and asked her if I could have it. She said "It's for sale". I got mad and said "F you. That painting is cursed and is going to give you nothing but misery!"