I wish…that my office was in a building all by itself so that when a good song comes on I could sing along. Loudly. And off key. Maybe even dance a little.
I wish…that it was Friday. (shocker, I know) I have decided to take the day off and ride in the semi with Rambo all day. He doesn’t know yet because I haven’t decided for sure because I think it might require me to get up at 3am. Seriously – never doubt my love for this man again. Thank green grasshopper dicks that there is a bed in his semi or this mama wouldn’t be contemplating such a surprise.
I wish…that I was Martha Stewart’s twin sister…except I would be the hot, skinny one. I’m going to attempt to sick up and bling up a distressed trucker hat I bought with rhinestone crosses and graffiti lettering (cuz I’m cheap and the one I really want is like $70 online – FOR A HAT). If it works out I may attempt to do the same with a pair of pants that I ride on the Harley. Martha’s Stewart’s ability to know exactly how to do such a thing without making it look like my 7 year old did it would sure come in handy.
I wish...that I had the emotional stamina and patience to actually watch the debate tonight. However, after hearing yesterday even more shit about how and why our men were killed in Libya and what and when the current administration knew what it did…I just can’t even handle the sound of Obama’s voice right now. It won’t change my vote. It’ll just be a few hours of my life I can’t get back.
I wish…there was a job where the only thing I had to do all day was write in my planner with pretty colored Sharpies, use more funky stickers, and cross things off my to do list. Those three things to me are like my meth…but way cheaper. And way less illegal.
I wish…this wasn’t quarter end for job #2 and #3. It’s annoying and the constant balls to the wall makes me pissy. Actually I take that back. I thrive on deadlines and updating spreadsheets and organizing all of that within my other daily life duties. It’s only the 3rd and I’m nearly done with all the quarterly shit that began on the 1st. Sometimes I even impress myself.
I wish…you all knew how much your comments about Banana and her having trouble getting to school meant to me. I’d like to report that today is Day 3 with NO tears!! Praise Jesus, right?
Your turn. Got any wishes today?