I dreamt I was having a spa day -- with shopping (yes, Ladies! it was the ultimate dream). I wandered into this women’s shop. She offered all of these exotic treatments (mandarin orange toe peel? Slick sorbet sauna?), but she also sold entire wardrobes and makeovers. I did the whole shebang. Body wrap, facial, makeover and new wardrobe. I looked strange and different – beautiful in an exotic, science fiction story way. It was wonderful.
I told Dave about the dream, he said, “My nightmares are a bit scarier than that!”
I replied, “The nightmare came when I got the bill. It was thousands of dollars. All I could think of was, where am I going to get the money to pay for all this now that I am retired?”
Something about the look on Dave’s face told me that he is no longer worried about me spending too much of his hard-earned money….