If Wishes Were Horses, (or pickup trucks) Heidi Wouldn't Walk Anywhere

I have heard of or read of an interesting theory that in order to make something happen for you, or to acquire what you desire (Like that? Acquire/desire?) you should write down your request. Apparently your wishes are not really a concrete solid future reality until written down. I believe this theory is called a Universe Wish List.

I've heard that if you imagine that your wishes are ALREADY A REALITY all you need to do is wait serenely for the desired whatever-it-is to come into your life. This is where things get a little fuzzy for me. Like, I'm not crazy about someone walking past my house and saying, "Hmm, that is a very pretty little house. I'm going to tell myself that it's my house." Isn't that a little creepy???? HOWEVER I have done this. I'm stalking a farm right now. I have been for years. I feel terrible about it. People live there. And stalking is not good in any way, ever, no matter who's involved- it's bad. And yet, it shames me to admit it, I have a picture of that farm on my bulletin board behind my desk. Right above a photo of a horse who is not yet mine.

Well, call me covetous, but I've gotten into a habit of writing down a list in my journal every couple of months.

Believe it or not...it works.

Since starting up my list, I've gotten my basement redone, which really shouldn't count because we got Grandpar involved, and the bank, and a five month Renovation From Hell Which I Am Still Not Ready To Talk About. But the point is, I wrote it down and I got it.

-I painted my bedroom purple. I couldn't afford paint. I wrote it down. Some cash got freed up. Our bedroom is purple. (Don't cringe: it's a very dark, smoky, mysterious purple and I look amazing wearing this room.)

-I got a garden shed a few years back. It's a Stupid Crappy Cheap Tin Shed and it's been beat to heck but it keeps the weather off our bikes and stuff.

-I got a brake job for my old station wagon. I wrote in my journal, BRAKES FOR MOTHERSHIP and I got em. I like brakes.

- a piano.

-a pickup truck.


So. That last one. Yes, as you all know, I got that pickup truck. Did I ever.

I've spent three years turning it from a $1600 truck into about a $5000 truck. I insist that doing it this way was still easier to manage than getting a loan and doing monthly payments.

BUT.

I NEED A NEW MOTOR.
I NEED A NEW MOTOR REAL BAD.

Okay, Universe? Listen, I don't generally make deals. I don't call up God and say, hey God, tell you what. How bout if you give me what I want and then I promise to be good for X amount of weeks, ok? I don't do that. I'm not superstitious. I don't pray for material things. But I'm getting desperate.

So, dear omnipotent Universe, provider of quality GM Automotive parts, here is my new list:

GMC V8 small block engine
305 or 350
must be compatible in 1989 full size pickup truck
fuel injected

That's about it. Doesn't have to be bored out or have a hot cam shaft in it. I mean, that'd be niiiiice but I'll take what I can get, you know, because I don't want to appear greedy.

But Universe? If you happen to come across a nice gently used stock trailer you could maybe figuratively drop that in my lap too okay?

Oh, and...if you find anybody in charge of horses, well, I know what I want.
I just need a few bills so I can go get it. Think you can help me with that??

Because if I can get all of that together I'd be right back in bizness.


Thanks, Universe. Oh and, do you think we could put a rush order on the small block V8? I have a pilates class on Tuesday and it's very important for my spinal health that I go to it. I'm not in it for the outfits and the tunes, eh? And then I have to take kids to lessons on Wednesday...so not to be pushy or anything but it'd be great if we could work this all out cash wise and time wise all efficiently. Greeeaaaat.

Again, thanks. By the way, I really love the Mac Powerbook you gave me last year.

Yours Truly,
Heidi

ps. It's not normal for me to blog on a Sunday night. Or be drinking a glass of port while blogging on a Sunday evening. But I'm feeling all warm and sweet toothed, and really do feel deprived of my Friday fun blog, so may I add one more item to my Universe Wish List?
I'd like to declare that I wish one of these guys pictured here would read something I wrote, decide that it's brilliant, and then talk to the other one of these guys because they should put their heads together and make a movie out of it. I have lots of eery stories in the vault, guys.

Thanks again, Universe. You look really pretty with all those stars.