Him: I’m having one of those “fuck it” days.
Me: Tell me about it. I live in a house where the windows are about four feet off the ground with lavender bushes outside to break my fall.
Arrrgh, I just woke up from a dream in which all my problems were solved. There was a condo complex right in my neighborhood I never knew about, and I could move us into a two-bedroom place so cheap that I would have about a $500 mortgage. And? They had a plan that would let me upgrade—moving completely complimentary, on them—to a bigger place once we could afford it.
Affordable housing, in the same school district, with security to move again when ready. And a mortgage I could pay with my eyes closed and two feet tied behind my back.
Cruel irony, thy name is dreamland.













10.07.09 at 03:28 PM |
At least you’re optimistic! At least, I’m pretty sure if you weren’t you’re dream would’ve been about quite a few other things (for example, lavender bushes).
10.07.09 at 07:21 PM |
Ooooh, can I live in your dreams and have my problems solved? Please…
10.09.09 at 12:59 AM |
You always come up with great stuff I love your blogs I hope I can also solve my problems like you :)
10.09.09 at 01:02 AM |
Good stuff here. Will definately be useful for me so I will have to sign up and see what I can get to help me. Thank for this.
10.09.09 at 10:01 AM |
Our dreams are the opposite. Our problems get worse.
So basically, we don’t have bushes outside our windows to break our fall. :)