In my dream last night, a black widow made an appearance. The last time this happened I blogged about it with the title, "War is Coming." Something is amiss. Something is lurking. I suffered from an impending doom syndrome for decades and it has waned significantly. But I feel something, down the pike, is waiting. Whether it's the past that's going to rear it's ugly head or a new foe, I don't know. I'll pause to consider...
Recently we purchased an item for one of our grandkids from a garage sale. I put it in the truck bed and we brought it home. I unloaded the item and put it in the garage. The next day I was checking it out and couldn't figure out how to work it the way the seller had demonstrated. It had a battery in it and a remote control. I did not have any directions so I just began to investigate by turning it on it side and looking at the underneath. I could not see a way to access the battery, but I did see spider webs and a lot of spider eggs. So the battle began. I grabbed my handy spray bottle of 'Miss Muffet's Revenge" and gave the undercarriage a good soaking.
I inspected the item the following day, and there lie, the biggest Black Widow I'd ever seen, dead, with her red hour glass on display for all to see.
Likely the matriarch of the spider eggs, or maybe they were hatchling meals in wait. I didn't consider this any kind of an omen at the time and I was glad that the inability for me to operate the thing led to the discovery of the infestation. It horrified me to think of the possibility of us having given this item to a grandchild without finding all this first.
Fortunately, in this dream, I killed the venomous spider. I felt empathy for it. As though I'd entered it's territory and it reacted to my presence as it would any intruder, with curiosity but prepared to kill if necessary.
I shared this information with Anita, whose response was, "whatever it is, we'll be fine." We've certainly weathered our share of storms and it's been nice lately to not have to wear the armor every day and be on guard so to speak. Hypervigilance, is exhausting.
