Life Plans

Life never turns out how it's supposed to. I'm realizing that now. SM and I are very similar in our search for what we are destined to do and be - aside from awesome, that is. We had the following conversation while tanning on the beach and making our life plans (we have to do it before we hit mid-30s, because we both are fairly certain we are going to die in a fiery car accident - we won't be traveling together in motor vehicles during this life plan, that's for sure). I'm considering dropping everything and just doing it tomorrow.

SM: We should move to California when we turn 30 and work at a beach bar.

Me: I’m in. And we’ll have an awesome beach house and go to great parties.

SM: And we’ll be skinny. For some reason, I have blonde hair in this fantasy.

Me: I’m comfortable with that.

SM: You know what, we should become nannies. That’s a great way to get to California.

Me: But we don’t like kids.

SM: Oh. Yeah, I guess that’s a good point. Beach bar, it is.

Love,

M