The Best of Intentions...Sunday Wishes

I really did go to sleep last night planning to wake up and be productive.  Really I did.  Had lofty goals of laundry, hair washing, hanging clothes, washing dishes, dusting..... a typical Sunday Cinderella. Start the new week off right. But then I put my headphones on and suddenly its two hours later and I'm still laying in bed, singing, tapping my toes and willing time to stand still.   I suppose its only 9am so I shouldn't yet call the day a loss....I might just end up with a push of productivity...maybe sometime after breakfast.

Speaking of which...sometimes you just want dreams to come true.  I've got a few this am:

-Someone please come scoop me up and fly me to some amazing brunch by the beach with a warm breeze and bottomless sangrias.

While I'm gone:

-have a "don't judge me" maid come knock out all those things I listed earlier.

Then:

-take me to an all expenses paid retail therapy experience where all the clothes fit me perfectly and give me that hour glass figure I've always dreamed of.  The Beats by Dre that are bought for me should be the perfect shade of Pink and Red and fit in my ear without falling out.  I'd also like the logo to be disguised so the next time I'm on the metro someone doesn't bite my ear off trying to steal them.  A new phone would be nice too.

Meanwhile:

-My BIG GREEN BOO type should be waiting in my now clean apt...(with nothing but an apron on) and he should indeed be cooking my dinner.

And afterwards:

-Drop me off in front of my apt with flowers in hand (sunflowers of course) and rose petals guiding my path to my bed where...

Obviously:

-Dinner is served in bed.  Other things are served in bed too.

And finally:

-Time somehow rewinds to Friday at 4:01pm so that I can do this weekend all over again.

I mean it.  

This is what happens when a playlist of good music makes me think any of my dreams can come true.