Oh, how I wish I had your life....
This was the actual question in the Wall Street Journal's fashion section yesterday. Really. Who would make this up. (I wonder why her first marriage broke up....)
You know what I wish? I wish this was the biggest worry of my life - a worry so overwhelming, that I felt I had to write to a fashion editor of one of the world's leading newspapers in order to solve the issue. That's what I wish.
But no. I have other worries. At this particular moment in my life, here is a partial list of my worries:
-my elderly mother's health
-a 14 year old starting high school with NO motivation towards school work whatsoever
-a college sophomore who is making really bad decisions (and publishing them on Facebook)
-the need for another car, and money
-the learning curve of my new job
-a daughter with bi-polar disease
-an aging dog who will probably have to be put down sooner rather than later
-Did I mention money?
Ah, well. I wish the above-mentioned lady all the best. I'm sure in the world she lives in, color-coordination with one's spouse is a weighty issue. Sigh.....it sure ain't in mine.....
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