.friday floataway

How relaxed do I look in the pool overlooking the ocean on my private island? Look! There is hardly a cloud in the sky and zero humidity. I am sure all of my customers will understand why I cannot pack and ship their orders this afternoon! Don't you?

You cannot see them, but there is a staff of forty mixing drinks and slicing fruit just to my left. In a minute, one of them is going to get my thirteen year old daughter from volleyball camp where she, as the only kiddo home, will return to polish my toenails. She will laugh merrily at all of my jokes, never say "Good one, Mom" when I am clearly being hilarious, and will spend the afternoon gazing at me with affection for all of the words of wisdom I have to share. There is no eye rolling. There is only content satisfaction, which also means no mention, for the twentieth time, of going to Target to get another bathing suit, as everyone here LOVES the 9 she already has. Why don't you come over? I have plenty of room in this fantasy for you, too....

If not, have a great weekend!

(image jane greer)