Needs To Get A Refund On That Dream

(It’s Saturday, and my fiancée and I are sleeping in. My phone rings, and since it’s a number I don’t recognize, I let it go to voicemail. After I listen to the message, I nudge my fiancée.)

Me: “It’s [Alcohol Distributor]. They said they didn’t properly process the order we made for the wedding, so we get ninety-five dollars back.”

Fiancée: “Oh… okay.”

Me: “So, if you could go to the store and get that figured out while I’m out today, that’d be awesome.”

Fiancée: “Yeah, sure.”

(I get out of bed and proceed to take care of some errands, including picking up a suit and getting a haircut. Before heading home, I send my fiancée a text.)

Me: “Hey, love! Have you checked in with [Alcohol Distributor] yet about that refund?”

(I get a text back.)

Fiancée: “No. I thought I dreamed that, actually!”

(Turned out that she was half-asleep when I told her the news! We wound up going to the store together to work out that refund.)