Down to one necklace

I took off my quartz crystal necklace yesterday. It kept getting tangled with the other necklace I wear: a silver chain with a Celtic coin that Dad bought for me on a fishing trip in Key West. I had a dream last night that Mom hung the crystal on the Christmas tree as an ornament. But it was just a dream. The necklace is still in the front pocket of my toiletry bag on the top shelf in the bathroom.