Me

Dreaming

As I sit here and listen to my children bicker in the next room, I can hear my husband trying to intervene to create peace.

Me? I'm dreaming of being single and living somewhere exotic.

I'm dreaming of beaches, floaty dresses, fruit drinks, warm weather and a life of financial freedom.

Reality?

I need to go get groceries and throw in a load of laundry before heading out to my daughter's soccer game. It's pouring rain out too.

Sigh.

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