My Mind Won't Shut Off

So, I've been having a hard time sleeping lately.  It's not because I don't exercise (remember all of my Yoga incidences).  And I wouldn't say that I don't wake up early or go to bed early (I wake up at six forty to make my wife breakfast and go to bed at ten).  I've decided it's because my brain won't shut off.

When I was little, and I was having a hard time getting to sleep, my dad would often tell me to envision what I would do with one million dollars.  Now, I was ten, so it usually consisted of my buying every X-Men action figure imaginable, but it started me on a path of sleepless nights (when I have something really good to day dream about).

Lately, I've been thinking about my writing career.  I have a children's book already written.  What if, I entered it into some contest and they found it so wonderful that they wanted to pay me to publish it?  What if, because I published it, I got to speak at the writer's convention I went to last year as an aspiring writer?  How would I finish school?  How much editing would need to be done?  What if it made it so my wife and I could pay off our condo!?!?  And it's moments like this that I realize something:  being married changes what you daydream about.

I cannot explain how excited I get when I think about paying off the condo.  It's so far off.  We've pretty much concluded that we will move before it's paid off, and still, we pay more than the minimum payment.  Wouldn't it be awesome to have that much more money every month to work with?  That whole house payment's worth?

I also dream about other things that I never thought I'd dream about, like what my kid will do when they're growing up, activities wise.  Will he play football like his grandma would love, or will she play ice hockey, like her dad?  Will he be an actor like his mom, or will she water ski like her grandpa?  I get excited thinking about this too.

And then I think about what I used to dream about.  I used to dream about BMW Z-3's, now I wouldn't even think of buying one, not until all my kids are grown anyway.  That little sport's car costs a lot, and doesn't have room for a car seat.  I used to dream about a mansion.  Why would we get a mansion?  That would just be more rooms to clean.  What I really dream about now is making life comfortable for me, my wife, and our little family.  It think it's funny how pathetic I might have seen myself three years ago, and how I really just don't give a damn. :)