Freudian Slip

I was just on the phone, lining up a mover for our big move to Roseville. When he asked where I was moving from, I said, "We live in Midtown Manhattan." It took me a moment to realize my mistake, and then I stammered, "I mean, Midtown Sacramento. Ha, ha. I wish." But I don't actually wish I were moving from Manhattan to Roseville--that would be even more depressing than moving from Sacramento to Roseville. What a funny little slip. But I did line up the movers.