“I’m glad you’re not a taxidermist!”
That’s what my husband said last week after I counted him up from a relaxing hypnosis session.
I laughed, because I understood what he meant. As a willing victim of my latest career, he’s benefitted from hypnosis sessions. He lost 30 pounds within the first 6 months of my graduating from the Hypnotherapy Academy in Santa Fe. And sometimes he gets to just relax. If I’d opted for something else, he wouldn’t have this much fun.
On the other hand, I’m not quite sure how his mind jumped to imagining himself stuffed and mounted — it’s not like I ever even thought of taxidermy. I have no idea where that came from.
But I love the way his mind jumps in ways I can’t predict, even after 20 years together.
Just for the record, I’m also glad I’m not a taxidermist.