Sunshine
February 28th, 2007

I read a Raymond Carver story when I was in college. It’s about a husband and wife who are woken abruptly in the middle of the night to a ringing phone. The distraught female caller has the wrong number. Unable to fall asleep after the call – tucked somewhere between too early and too late – the husband and wife stay up talking, occasionally answering the same wrong number. They discuss life together, dying, and finally end up talking about their wishes should they find themselves incapacitated and on their deathbeds. The husband finally says, “Don’t pull my plug on me. I want to stick it out.” The wife says she wants hers pulled.
10 Comments »Lately Tobyjoe and I have been perusing the real estate market outside of this wonderful city. I’m sure this doesn’t come as much of a surprise to most. We are nearly five months pregnant and we do need to start thinking about a house, a yard, the future education of our child, our safety, conveniences, etc.
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