little restaurant

I was getting flea bomb for my house. I went to one store... it was closing, then the next, it was closing. Then went to the last store to see if they had a flea bomb. I didn't see anything I was familiar with on this wall of dog shampoos etc. This girl I was with said Oh.. I always use this one. She was a coworker, nice friendly, and dressed in navy. I said I wasn't sure that was flea bomb... I'm used to the little can. Then a clerk came over and asked what I needed. I said... well, my dog is not at my place, so I thought it would be a good time to bomb the house. He said this is what we have... and showed me two options, and then said but I prefer this one. And he showed me this spray bottle that he would spray over something else that would make a mist. He said it is also better for the environment and the dog. I said I would take it. All of my friends were behind me either sitting or? It was almost like we were at a bar now. I went to the counter to pay. The clerk had reddish hair, a beard, a little scruffy, like a young urban hippy. He was very nice and laid back. He told me $6 something an I handed him some money. I saw that I accidentally gave him a $2 bill I wanted to keep and asked for it back politely and he said.. here ya go, and you might want to keep these too. He handed over a couple of slips of special paper. I forgot I had had them and had ignored them. I read the one saying it was a contest with the ability to win $100. I thought.. you are right... I'll keep these, thanks!... Then I read the next slip and it said I won $1. And I thought that was kind of a nice surprise. Then he said... oh and this one and he handed me another slip and I had one $500.  I was so happy about the nice surprise I got up on a stool so I could lean over the counter and kissed him and screamed to the whole room.  Later I was home and writing an email to a friend from DC. I was sitting on the floor with my laptop and it had a webcam. I started writing but then realized I needed to delete the auto pic it took because I had nothing on and he could see everything. When I double clicked it sent the mail. UGH. I went to see if it really sent... and then I immediately sent him an email apologizing and saying that it was an accident.. He said no worries and that was that. It didn't have to be a big deal.

Next dream
I was with some people and looked at this place.. it was all near the same area as the previous dream. This guy was saying this little restaurant was for sale. It was a little place I had always liked. It was tiny, with a little bar and in an older building. Actually most of it was bar with seating around the edges, but it seemed to always be packed. I ended up buying the place. I was a little nervous because of the risk. It was 15k, a great deal, so I thought... I should really give it a try. I came over to it although the deal wasn't formally closed yet. This friend of mine, old south american man (not a real guy in my life, but always someone I respected), was showing me the place. He walked me in... I looked around and then thought.. I should really stay outside until it is closed. I went out and there was a swimming pool. I sat at a table with my friend and talked. Maybe about that I was nervous, maybe him telling me things... It felt comforting what ever it was. Then I saw a guy walking up the way. He was a guy I had sat next to in 6th grade. I had a crush on him back then. He looked really old now and balding. I thought that I would get in the water and he could talk to my friend. I hadn't seen him since junior high. I was in the water along with a vw bug.. although it seemed to be more of a blow up car, but I guess it was mine and I wanted to hold on to it. They continued to talk and I was hoping he would recognize me or say something, but he didn't. I finally got out of the water and said hello, he still just wanted to talk to my friend. So I got dressed and finally my friend and I went into the restaurant. It was about to close and people were leaving. I guess they normally closed at 11p.m. As people trickled out I looked at the bar and equipment and immediately started thinking of what I would change... Do I want to get rid of the blended drinks so these old blenders are not taking up space... or are these some of the clients' favorites? I would have to see. I was excited to find out though. I saw some of the dishwasher's leave, and then an asian lady come to do the night cleaning. I went to put my things in a back room and thought I should change clothes to not get dirty, but all of my things felt tight. I hung them in this ?? not used closet that was really dirty and had a bag of chocolates. Was this why the clothes were tight? Then my friend came and said.. come see your kitchen and the back room, but don't hit your head, the ceilings are low. I said I should be fine... and with the restaurant too.. it has made it this long... and then he gave me a look of... don't be so sure... He was then in chefs clothes and I realized he had worked there and really knew the business. I was about to get mad at him and then he motioned for me to see the staff. The bar man that was sweet but probably couldn't get a job anywhere else, the little old chinese cleaning lady, the guys in the back... I could feel what he was saying with his hands. You are not taking on this business to make money, you are taking on this business to take care of this family here that started in this place. I then felt ashamed of myself for thinking of the the amount of $ .. Like $ would do anything for me, for my life... it was keeping these people together and safe that was more important.