One year ago, my personal life flipped on its head. I was happily married, had two beautiful healthy girls, a house, a great job, and a great life. And in a blink, it was threatened April fools 2014. In a short time, lies, betrayal and disrespect were exposed in my marriage, the job I loved was ripped away from me on a technicality, and I lost friends due to both.
For several days I was working on a project at work that was rather difficult. It took a lot of organizing, planning and follow ups to make sure it was done right. When it was finally completed last week, I was really happy with how it turned out. The documents were typed correctly, the clients seemed happy and it was done in a quick manner – all good things.
Calling on my wild imagination to proceed to the front desk please!
Wild imagination. Front desk. Thank you!
I’m a purple genie in a bottle and your wish is my command. Dream of anything you like and I’ll make it come true, free of charge and with a lifetime guarantee.
I would give anything to see the look on your face right now LOL. I can just imagine most women’s horrified gasps at the controversial title, and of course all the smirks from men, too. I realize the ‘multiple marriage’ thing drives some people up the roof, but that’s a debate I can win later. (No, wait a second, I promised myself not to engage in debates, so never mind, you win!).
Me: Can I tell you about my dream? It was about you guys.
Me: I feel like I should apologise for dreaming about you lol
(It wasn’t a dodgy dream, I just don’t know the people particularly well)
X: You have no control over your subconscious, it’s fine.
Y: You should apologise to me, I’m offended I wasn’t even in your dream
Me: You’re not worthy enough to be in my dreams