The Cure said it best… “Friday, I’m in Love”
This week has been very much “Scenes from Oz” for me. My job was moving out of state, and then it wasn’t.
Co-workers in the hallway whose jobs will no longer be “needed” and those were not “invited” to move. Seeing their expressions was so sad.
My puppy ate 6 (yes 6) pair of my shoes.
I decided after a few decades to make peace with my biological father.
Am I the on crushed under the house, getting a heart or heading home?!?!?!?!?
I never enjoyed being bored, but the flying monkeys leaving with my resume was a bit much.
On the other side of the rainbow, I have reconnected with dear friends and family that I have missed more than I want to admit and decided loving someone isn’t that scary after all.
I would click the heels on my sassy red pumps, but they were chewed up by my loving Toto aka Prudence. Ignoring the road home is never a good idea, but taking the long way there is the best possible adventure.
Then again, maybe I am the Wicked Witch of the West and those are MY monkey’s?

(I could only be heartfelt for so long, I almost threw up in my mouth)