Monday, May 14, 2012

rainy days and mondays

a man wearing jeans and a dark jacket walks down madison avenue carrying a black umbrella on a rainy evening
photo by Joe Bergantine

Rainy Mondays make me me fantasize about a life where Kathy works 8 to 5 but makes enough for us all to live on, so I can become housewife extraordinaire, stay home instead of trudging into the city to work every day, make dinners, read books and do projects at home.  Kathy can come home in the evening and go for a run and play with the kids, then we can all sit down to dinner together.  Kathy and I can catch up on Game of Thrones after we tuck the kids in.  Every Friday we get a babysitter and go on a date or spend time with friends.  We head out to Fire Island every weekend and work on our house and lie around in the sunshine on the beach, drinking lemonade.  We get a dog.  We are never stressed or tired.  We all live happily ever after.  The end.

You know, the kind of life that exists only in fantasies, but is nice to think about on a rainy Monday nonetheless.

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