Drifting.
You know them winter colds that always seem to visit when you least want them, well one really cost me dear. If I tell you that a goblin asked if I was at home today? Then he said that he has come to sprinkle my home with gold dust. I asked him why, and he said because a rainbow had touched me. But then I sneezed and he just laughed. I asked him why, and he said because my sneeze had blown all the gold dust back into his pouch. Then he left.
But then I laughed, for I am happy living the way I do. Why do I need gold, I have the mountains at my back and the plains at my feet. A loving wife at my side and food in my belly. I have a fridge full of beer and a hook up to keep it cool. What more does a man need. So I called to the wife for a beer. But she’s gone and left with the goblin.
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Hooked up with the goblin just because of gold. So much for fidelity.
She may soon find the goblin just as demanding as her husband was.
The wicked way of the world plays out even where the beer is plentiful. Crazy world. Nicely done
If her husband had kept a fridge full of champagne, I think that she would have stayed put.
Hard to say, he would probably have to bring the champagne to her.
That would at least have been a start in redressing the balance between them. I fear the she will in the long run find the goblin worse.
My guess is 6 months from now the goblin might offer more gold dust to take her back
Perhaps
This is so quaint. I loved it.
Thank you Sheena, It was a bit whimsical, I had wanted to use a leprechaun but could not get my brain to spell leprechaun, so a goblin had to stand in for the leprechaun. Such are the joys of writing.
Tell me about it. I’m really bad at spellings. And spellcheck tends to confuse things further since I’m used to the UK English. I have decided simple language is it for me.
Computers have helped make writing stories so much easier for me, but my style of spelling usually foxes the spell checker. But then again it is the most simple of spelling which often fool me.
Lost because of a sneeze – or was it goblin mischief. Nice tale.
All was lost because I could not spell leprechaun, so I used a goblin, such are the challenges of writing when ones brain refuses to even attempt to spell a word.
Thanks to MS word I manage. The real problem arises when the word is in my mind but eludes my tongue/fingers. 🙂
I know that feeling, it is really frustrating, thank you yarnspinnerr
And so goes fidelity out of the window. Good story, Michael.
Just like the word leprechaun, which flew out of my mind as I attempted to write leprechaun, such are the trauma’s of writing.
Ha, an unexpected chuckle at the end there Michael, nicely done.
My motto is, always keep a few bottle of champagne in the fridge, the goblins can’t but help tasting it, then they go pop and they are then no trouble.
🙂
My traveller should have kept a few bottles of champagne handy. Goblins and leprechaun can’t stop themselves tasting it. Then they go pop, and disappear.
Hahahaha! So much for a loving wife! LOL! Great story, Mike! Loved it!
Thank you PJ, I just hope that she has not jumped out of the frying pan into the fire.
I am sure she has! LOL!
Funny tale Michael. Even if it doesn’t work out with the goblin, I don’t think the wife will return to the lazy so-and-so. He’ll just have to sit nearer to the fridge.
You are right, he was taking his wife for granted. I fear that the goblin used this to cast a spell over his wife.
Oh, I like that! Pretty unexpected end. Very nice!
Thank you Etol. Goblins like leprechauns can be quite devious, I fear that the goblin has cast a spell over the wife.
Ha ha ha ha. A true gold-digger his wife turned out to be 🙂
It does appear so, but time may tell us otherwise. Thank you
I loved the anticlimax. Loved the ramblings of the man and his eventual discovery. Made me laugh! Great story!
I am pleased to hear that, thank you.
I enjoyed the characters dialect and his hopefulness despite losing the gold dust. i’d be suspicious of a goblin myself. Happy that the man believed he had everything he needed but the ending is a great twist. Why would the wife run off with a goblin? She must have been bewitched or tired of having to ‘serve’ her husband when he is perfectly capable of getting up to get his own beer. Good one Michael!
Thank you Mandi, I do think that his wife was bewitched, and tired of fetching beer.
Haha, which cause was stronger though lol. You’re welcome
I guess that she did not want to be a slave to the beer fridge,
Haha
Maybe he called for one beer too many? 🙂 This did bring a smile to my face.
Ellespeth
A smile is always welcome, thank you Ellespeth
How funny. I wonder why the wife preferred to run off with a Goblin
Perhaps he was a handsome goblin,
LOL. Lovely story that had a nice humorous conclusion followed by a very funny twist.
So glad you enjoyed it, thank you Irene