As I sit here and mediate--OK that really doesn't work for me, but it sounds cool--I figure if I could do today differently I'd wake up a princess (a real one, not the one I have become). A little breakfast in bed, a long hot bath and someone to dress me and make me up--ya know the hair and make up thing.
Then I'd call "the car" around--driven by Bon Jovi (hey this is my fantasy) to pick me up. I'd sip my coffee and laugh seductively at BJ's commentary as he drove me through the tree lined streets to my "office". You see by then I'd be in full lawyer mode.
Not your typical lawyer, all I would do is argue fun cases in court--unless I didn't feel like it and then I'd go shopping or out to lunch. I figure that with my love of talking, my talent for being right and my assertiveness (aka bitchiness) I'd rock the court (still in fantasy mode)! A little creative aggression.
Bon Jovi would pick me up again and take me to be transformed. He'd sneak me in the back door of some quaint auditorium where together we would take the stage and rock the house for hours. (Ok this is getting a little far fetched...perhaps I should add a voice lesson in there somewhere).
Whheewww...what a day! Revamped, reenergized and ready for a new day...as the old me.