Yesterday morning I woke up in the middle of a dream.
I forget the rest of the dream, but someone is pointing their finger at me and shouting, “Mrs. Benedict! Mrs. Benedict! Mrs. Benedict!” loud enough to literally wake me up. And as soon as I wake up I think, “oh that was clever of me! BENEDICT, meaning both ‘blessed’ and ‘well spoken.’ Of course you’re married to that. You certainly are well spoken, and you are both blessed and love blessing others, and you’re more committed to that than you ever would be to a single person!”
My subconscious dispenses unerring career advice. Now all I have to do is listen.