frivolous luxurious effortless manifestation visualization
I am casually scrolling on my Samsung phone. I can hear the rain gurgling and gently popping like popcorn in the background and my doggie Jordan is below me at the foot of the couch. I reach up and swoop a silky strand or two through my finger tips-- I've just had a silk press and I must say I am very impressed. I look up because I hear the front door lock turning and my husband walks through the door with our girl dog Nala on the leash through the threshold. We live in a nice house now. Girl, lemme tell you, it was easy to get our application approved for a mortgage, you just don't know. Yes, easier than when past Us bought that first car, what was it? A dodge journey? Yeah... that's what it was. Isaiah and Justin share that car now, but I think Justin is gonna get sick of sharing and buy his own little car because Isaiah keeps hogging it! I would get involved but it's better to let them handle it themselves at this age and honestly it's funny to watch.
I greet my husband and hear something so I go upstairs. My baby is 3 and she's just starting to potty train--it was her voice that I heard so I'ma go check in on her. She is so cute and we all feel at home in our new house. She's very active and healthy and has a good relationship with all her siblings. So, I just got the baby and we are headed down the stairs. When I reach the bottom of the stairs, I see the little babies (3 of them and they are NOT so little anymore) filtering into the house and the front door left open. I look outside at our circle driveway and beautiful landscaping and then notice that my mother is with them. Hmm... that's sort of out of the ordinary. A tad odd. We laugh at my surprise and hug and I go give the 3 year old to my love and help my mom with her overnight bag. My hubby and my mom have become a lot cooler with each other, and can even be considered friends, or allies, (still in small doses). She tells me he picked her up from her house and made an agreement for her to watch our 3 year old while he takes me to dinner.
I told her that's cool, and that she's fussy and debriefed her on a bunch of mundane, details about the house and the sweet girl toddler that are probably totally unnecessary. And then, as I'm talking and she is ignoring me, greeting the little babies who are not so little now, and playing with our 3 year old, I see out of the corner of my eye, hubby rushing to the car. I don't normally see him rushing anywhere.
And then, after a long goodbye and an attempt at putting on my expensive new makeup I never wear, my husband convinces me to finally leave without getting all dolled up because the place is a "casual cafeteria style fucking place so let's go before it's packed". And we get in the car, and I'm texting my good girlfriend about something and am not paying much attention to wear we're going. I proceed to check my business emails and prepare a little on my phone for next week as the owner of my own publishing company. I make on average $2000 a week, and that's on regular non-major holiday weeks. It's very easy and it's fun to do--almost like social media so sometimes its weird to think I'm making great money doing that.
Hubby says this place is like 40 minutes away so I'm going to get my Master-Productivity-Hacker on and do my work so I can fully immerse myself in this food. What type of food was it, again? Shit.. I don't even know but I'm starving so whatever it is, I'm looking forward to it.
And then, hear it is, y'all. This man pulls up to the airport terminal-- the INTERNATIONAL airport terminal. Yes, bitch! I skip right over confusion to elation and exhilaration and start kissing his face as we pull up. He jokes that we're picking up our niece from the airport but we are definitely in "departures". He get's out and Isaiah, Janelle, 3 year old baby, and MY MOTHER get out of an Uber and say that they got this. Janelle and Isaiah are cracking up at me because I did not suspect anything was up the whole time and everyone was in on it. My littlest baby is literally jumping up and down with excitement and clapping. I kiss them all laughing talk some shit with momma and my hubby gets the bags out of the trunk and tells me hurry up so we don't miss our flight with my slow ass... some things never change;)
Thought I'd give you a sneak peek-- I'm currently on a plane typing this on $10/minute WiFi so you know how it is....
Love From,
Your Future Self
I greet my husband and hear something so I go upstairs. My baby is 3 and she's just starting to potty train--it was her voice that I heard so I'ma go check in on her. She is so cute and we all feel at home in our new house. She's very active and healthy and has a good relationship with all her siblings. So, I just got the baby and we are headed down the stairs. When I reach the bottom of the stairs, I see the little babies (3 of them and they are NOT so little anymore) filtering into the house and the front door left open. I look outside at our circle driveway and beautiful landscaping and then notice that my mother is with them. Hmm... that's sort of out of the ordinary. A tad odd. We laugh at my surprise and hug and I go give the 3 year old to my love and help my mom with her overnight bag. My hubby and my mom have become a lot cooler with each other, and can even be considered friends, or allies, (still in small doses). She tells me he picked her up from her house and made an agreement for her to watch our 3 year old while he takes me to dinner.
I told her that's cool, and that she's fussy and debriefed her on a bunch of mundane, details about the house and the sweet girl toddler that are probably totally unnecessary. And then, as I'm talking and she is ignoring me, greeting the little babies who are not so little now, and playing with our 3 year old, I see out of the corner of my eye, hubby rushing to the car. I don't normally see him rushing anywhere.
And then, after a long goodbye and an attempt at putting on my expensive new makeup I never wear, my husband convinces me to finally leave without getting all dolled up because the place is a "casual cafeteria style fucking place so let's go before it's packed". And we get in the car, and I'm texting my good girlfriend about something and am not paying much attention to wear we're going. I proceed to check my business emails and prepare a little on my phone for next week as the owner of my own publishing company. I make on average $2000 a week, and that's on regular non-major holiday weeks. It's very easy and it's fun to do--almost like social media so sometimes its weird to think I'm making great money doing that.
Hubby says this place is like 40 minutes away so I'm going to get my Master-Productivity-Hacker on and do my work so I can fully immerse myself in this food. What type of food was it, again? Shit.. I don't even know but I'm starving so whatever it is, I'm looking forward to it.
And then, hear it is, y'all. This man pulls up to the airport terminal-- the INTERNATIONAL airport terminal. Yes, bitch! I skip right over confusion to elation and exhilaration and start kissing his face as we pull up. He jokes that we're picking up our niece from the airport but we are definitely in "departures". He get's out and Isaiah, Janelle, 3 year old baby, and MY MOTHER get out of an Uber and say that they got this. Janelle and Isaiah are cracking up at me because I did not suspect anything was up the whole time and everyone was in on it. My littlest baby is literally jumping up and down with excitement and clapping. I kiss them all laughing talk some shit with momma and my hubby gets the bags out of the trunk and tells me hurry up so we don't miss our flight with my slow ass... some things never change;)
Thought I'd give you a sneak peek-- I'm currently on a plane typing this on $10/minute WiFi so you know how it is....
Love From,
Your Future Self
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