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I'm a middle aged mother of 2 grown children and wife to a man who doesn't seem to mind my almost heroin-like yarn addiction. I spend my time writing, knitting, and generally stressing out.

Tuesday, December 07, 2010

Ben Affleck Gave Me A House

Not for real. But that was what I dreamed last night. He gave me a house and a hug for no reason, really. We had just met. (Which I thought was exceedingly nice of him. People I have known for years have never given me a house—or a hug! So, to give both to a relative stranger… Well, Ben Affleck is da bomb!)

This actually turned out to be a bad dream of sorts, since the house he gave me, although it was a super nice 3-story Victorian, looked pretty much like all the other houses in the neighborhood. And I couldn’t remember the house number—pretty sure it had a 38 in it—so I couldn’t find my way back to it once I left.

And I felt really, really bad. I mean, the house was a gift, right? And I lost it! After only a few hours! I was really stressing out, worrying about how much this would hurt Ben’s feelings if he knew.

What do you suppose that means?

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