So...
... what’s going to happen now? Will I be curtailed? Will my independence be cut? Will my car music system be stolen?
None of the above.
I will return from office EVERY single day, to fresh, hot meals, and warm, welcoming arms. I will dance around 3000 sq ft of space, and grow my own tomatoes and chillies. I will breed garden lizards, and feel grass underfoot as I chase butterflies and pick huge hibiscuses. I will read books on balconies in the evening, and lounge on a hammock on weekends. I will look after people, and be thoroughly pampered.
But my car will still be parked outside, and luckily, the panel of its music system is removable.
posted by La Eposa @ 2:14 PM
