Three Wishes

One day, whilst out walking, you discover a small gold lantern(?) lay on the ground. You quickly pocket it and head home believing that, just maybe, it’s valuable. Turns out during rubbing, it’s actually cheap as it chips, but during one session of particularly aggressive rubbing, a genie pops out and shouts, “Enough already, now I have a damn headache.” After a great deal of bartering, he grants you three wishes and one penalty.

What would your three wishes be? What would be your penalty?

(FYI: Your penalty must be of significant enough magnitude to warrant the three wishes – or the Genie will deny them!)

My three wishes would be:

(1) that my husband does not get deployed anymore (ever, if possible)

(2) that we can fulfill ALL our plans for this year (graduation, homecoming, baby/ies, grand birthday, green card, driver’s license)

(3) that we win the lottery and never have financial problems for as long as we live (hurrah!)

My penalty would be:

Since I wished for my husband not to be deployed, the next worse thing maybe is for us to transfer to another base. That’s a huge deal for us. Even if we can hire Moving Companies Los Angeles or the like, there would still be much work to be done. We’ll be away from everybody that we have here. Well, that’s the penalty I can bear. I don’t want a penalty where someone else has to suffer.

*** Did a little editing here, but enjoyed it nonetheless. Thanks, Topical Tuesday! Gotta love memes!