Daydreams

My husband keeps trying to get me to go to the movies or do something outside without my daughter.  Sure, I don't do many things alone nowadays but it hasn't been an issue to me.  I'm not complaining.  I'm not daydreaming about it.  It's getting to be really freaking annoying.
DH: You know, if you play nice with my gal pal, we can see Harry Potter together.
Honey, although I love HP, I'm not into watching it in the theatre.  I can watch it when it comes out on cable.  And trying to entice me by mentioning I should be nice to your neighbor mom, isn't the carrot that I need.
Want to know what I'm daydreaming about? 

• Not having to do the dishes in the morning because I fear if I get up while you are up you will yell at me for being up doing dishes at 3am.  
• Being able to finish my daughter's 1st year scrapbook before she turns 16.
• Not having to figure out what to make for breakfast, lunch, dinner and snacks so my that even when I'm in the office, I'm not worried that my kid is having a kashi bar and bunny crackers for lunch.
• Not being afraid to come home after work for fear that I'll be left with a puppy to watch and clean up after,  a toddler who hasn't napped, a house that looks like a tornado blew by, twice and maybe some pop by friends who you graciously welcome in just as you are heading out the door and I'm stepping in.