Dream journal

I was involved in some kind of archaeological project concentrating on fiber arts. We had a large number of volunteers attached to the project, and at one point a rule was passed giving the volunteers one "credit" for each [equivalent of] a standard Gutermann spool of silk they processed. But then we found that a lot of the material we were dealing with was cotton, frequently in raw form, and since the cotton gin hadn't been invented yet, the rule-making body was uncomfortable with cotton and unsure how to deal with it, so a similar rule awarded one "credit" for each [equivalent of] a single cotton boll.

I assume this dream was triggered by a conversation with shalmestere last night about her impressive collection of Gutermann silk thread in various colors. The cotton-boll part... I don't know.