I say we strike a bargain with our spouses. They promise to not be mad at us for whatever physical harm we inflict on them in our sleep (has anyone else ever punched their husband in the face while asleep? The husband SWEARS I have) and we will promise to not be furious with them all day because we dreamed they hopped on a flight to the moon with their new girlfriend, Ruth Bader Ginsburg.
Honestly, I’m pretty sure I’m the victim in all of this, but I’m willing to compromise. I’m nothing if not magnanimous. At least while I’m awake.
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