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I was standing in my kitchen, which (of course!) was Mexican themed. All blue and gold, decorated with gaudy tiles like a chili's restaurant.
I walked through the triple arch doorway into the dining room. It was dark and cozy and had about 6 tall bar tables group closely together. I was worried. I kept scanning around this little restaurant of mine thinking "I really need more space" <-- Seems to be a re-occurring theme.
I noticed a closet door I hadn't seen before. I opened it and discovered a strange storage room. It was painted white with low ceilings and housed the basic utilities. It wasn't much, but I was instantly relieved... it was enough.
I walked to the back of the room and discovered an old collection of tools. Not practical ones like a cordless drill, but big old ones like the tools I used in shop class in junior high. There was a dusty old drill press, a jigsaw and maybe a lathe. I knew I couldn't use these, but as I bent down to examine them closely I thought I could sell them to spruce up this new space a bit.
Then I felt something on my back.
It was big and had some weight, like someone just laid their hand there, but I was alone.
I knew what it was and I tried not to freak out. I screwed my eyes shut and scraped my back against the corner of the wall behind me. It fell of and I tried stomping on it. My eyes were still shut, but I knew what ever it was not being crushed by my blows.
I fumbled around and picked up a shard of glass. Then I reached out and cut it in half. Then I reached into my pockets and pulled out two quart sized plastic bags (of course I have those in my pockets). I dropped each half into it's own bag and zipped them shut.
... then I slowly opened my eyes.
It was a HUGE spider, the body was and big as my palm and the legs were about 8 inches long! But, it was ADORABLE. It looked like a fuzzy Muppet. It had big googly eyes with silly eyebrows like Animal. The body looked like it was made of fake fur and the legs looked like braided yarn. It was all orange and brown and yellow like a bad seventies shag carpet.
I felt really bad. Like I just vivisected fizgig from the dark crystal, and if I'd just been a little braver he could have turned out to be my friend.
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I didn't ask anyone to interpret this one. I knew it was about new opportunities, facing my fears and making good decisions.
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