Perceptions
January15
Me: I hate to miss another funeral. You’re family is so close.
Him: Is not!
Me: You have some vague idea of where all of your cousins are right at this moment. I am not entirely sure what contitent one of my cousins lives on.
Him: Point taken.
(I still did not attend the funeral; other scheduling commitments prevailed. Lord know what perceptions this is leading to. At the other funeral? Tom was accused of making me up. An imaginary wife. Which seems to be a running theme for me. Do you think being imaginary could get me out of doing dishes? Perhaps I could call in imaginary to work?)
Yeah. I have the opposite problem in life. No matter how hard I try, I can turn neither invisible nor imaginary. You’re lucky. You’re totally the Wife Who Lives In Canada.