skull pick

I dreamt there was a ton of treasures around. A family member died and/or there was some storage found by the family that was for us all. It had many neat odd and ends. All different kinds of things, from clothing, to dishes, to musical instruments and furniture. My mother was going to sell it all for money, which I frustrated me. I didn't need to keep everything but I wanted to spend time perusing and getting familiar with the objects and maybe the stories behind them. I started picking up random small things that no one would miss and putting them in my pockets. There was something that looked like a hard wood toothpick only larger. It was angular instead of round and had a carved skull at the end of ivory. I'm sure it wasn't a toothpick, but it wasn't long enough to be a hair stick. I just admired the craftsmanship and it met the requirements of concealability in my hand to my pocket. I found another ivory skull item and it had much more detail in its carving. This one wasn't a pick, but maybe a comb or? either way, it was beautiful and looked like it had been cared for.  Then I came across an odd musical instrument. It was taller than me, but kind of like a very large square pillar with an old fashioned cash register on top. The whole thing was made of burled wood, all smoothed and polished. I had never seen this before and wasn't sure what sort of sound might come out. Was it like a self playing piano? There were a few collectors circling and admiring it.

There was so much stuff. Much will be looked over or tossed. I walked by my mother and felt extreme anger and said something bad towards her. Something like I wished I could ?? do something physical to her. She looked at me and smiled a bit of an evil smile back. Thinking that my words had just redeemed her of any wrong doings because I had said something so horrible. I reminded her that she taught me...

Oy... horrible feeling to feel.