One Day... maybe.

That I would walk inside the house, toss my car keys onto the counter and say jokingly, "hi honey I'm home" and someone would answer, "I'm in the living room". I walk in, bend over to kiss him hello, we would ask each other how our day went, I would crash on the couch tightly beside him and cuddle for a few minutes, mindlessly watching something on t.v. before we start supper. That's me, not some fantasy about being stuck on an island with a randy hockey team wanting to use me to take the edge off (ok let me think about that one for a second), I daydream about being a husband to someone.