I woke up to the words "54 days" Sunday morning (Feb. 26th).  I had woken up early in the morning and was drifting off a little bit again when I dreamed of a washboard and observed by touching how smooth the ridges were, when the thought "it won't be so smooth after 54 days" passed through my head.. or something to that effect. Then I sort of jumped awake. I don't remember the exact wording but that's the gist. We were camping in the mountains and staying at a cabin. There was a small replica washboard hanging in the bathroom.