After much procrastination and general mind-grumbling, the survey invitations are “out there”. I wish I could say that I’ve been busy sending out informed consent agreements to all the scores of people who are clamoring to take my survey. Not one person has even inquired. Jeez!! I’d better be making a Plan B because things aren’t looking good.
As mother of two 16 year olds, our house is always full of teenagers. I hear lots of stories about boyfriend/girlfriend drama. Jealousy, possessiveness, going out, breaking up, who’s texting who, who’s doing who, flirting, etc., etc., etc. I always tell my girls that if a boy causes this much heartache at this stage of the game, they are better off without him. Plenty of fish in the sea, and all that.
I’ve been married to Someone for more than 18 years. If he ran off with another woman, then fine. They deserve each other. I love him but if something happens to him, I’m never doing the marriage thing again. It’s funny that one night, I dreamed that Someone and I were out on a city street and he wanted to go into a Hallmark store and buy a card. We went in and he asked me to help him pick out a birthday card. We start looking at cards together and I asked him who the card was for. Very casually, he said it was for his girlfriend. In my dream, I was a bit taken aback but I didn’t even ask who she was. I just accepted that he had a girlfriend and started helping him look for a card. Then he handed me one and asked me if I thought it would be good to give her. It looked like a giant valentine. I opened it and knew it was a sentimental, all lovey, sickening sort of greeting card. I woke up from the dream, sat up in bed, looked over at Someone who was sound asleep, and thought “You cheating son of a bitch!” My instinct was to punch him, but then I realized it had all been a dream. Maybe I do have a jealous streak in me.