Funny, I've never seen myself as an entrepreneur....

I had a dream that [He] suddenly decided to face me. He showed up with some paperwork for me to sign. He informed me that he had take it upon himself -- with zero discussion with me -- to sell the print shop we co-owned. Yeah, I have no idea where that came from. Anyway, despite the fact that I had been the one to make the $50,000 down-payment on the shop, [He]decided that he should get the greater share of the profits. He was all weird and robotic and...weird. He showed me highlighted portions of the sales contract, and his share of the profits was something with a 5 and then a whole lot of different numbers after it: $569,736. My share was $400,000. It occurred to me that the business had obviously been very profitable and could have provided me with some much-needed supplemental income (and a larger profit upon selling if we kept it longer), but I was so tired of dealing with him that I grabbed the pen and signed on the line with 2 angry slashes that didn't even resemble words. I said, "It didn't have to be like this. Are you happy with the way things turned out? Is this what you wanted?" Then I threw the pen down on the table and walked away.

Then [He] was gone, and it slowly started to dawn on me how much money I now had at my disposal. I went straight to K and said, "K....We can buy Mom something for Christmas this year. We can buy her a motorized wheelchair!"

Then it really hit me.

I can pay my overdue property taxes.

I can get the heat fixed.

I can get the plumbing fixed.

I can get the animals up-to-date on their shots and exams.

I can pay off my mortgage and pay Mom back all of the money [He] and I borrowed.

It was so real. The feeling of intense relief was indescribable. I felt better in that dream than I ever have in my waking life. All pressure was gone. It was so wonderful to be able to share good news for a change, to be able to make life better for my loved ones instead of being such a burden.

Then I woke up and cried for a while.