I have vivid and unusual dreams, when I remember them. Often, they play out like movies. If dreams can tell us anything about ourselves, then this dream journal should tell a lot about me! (Let's hope it doesn't just say I'm a crazy lady.)

Wednesday, 29 March 2006

Spider Panic

And last night, during one of my 45 minute sleeps, I had a dream that my girls and I were all in one of their rooms and we saw a spider crawling down the wall. I pointed it out to the girls and it started walking on Angelica's face (she's never been scared of spiders). When it crawled off of her, it no longer looked like a large daddy-long-leg, but it looked like a tarantula, only it was black with orangey-red spots and it was about three times the size of a tarantula! Gabby tried to pet it but I yelled at her not to, because I had no idea if it was poisonous or not. I ran to the kitchen cupboard to get some bug spray (would Raid actually kill a spider of that size?) and then found it had moved to the bathroom. I went into the bathroom and found it right above the kitchen door poised to jump. *shudder* So I started spraying it with the bug spray, and it fell to the floor and started running. It ran into my room (which was really a room I haven't seen since I was 11), and into my closet. I kept spraying it and hit it with one more burst of spray before it disappeared into the closet, but I didn't want to check for it myself, so I called Robert and told him about it and that he had to come home and make sure it was dead. I don't like spiders, but I don't usually panic around them, yet in my dream I was really freaked out!

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