The Big Drop
It's a good thing I have my husband, family, and friends, as well as (perhaps to a lesser extent) my wits. So much else seems to have slipped away.
Earlier this year: Medical issues (all better), the loss of our beloved Dave, and finally in June, laid off. Wow.
My employer gave us 24 hours to leave the premises. After that: exhilarated, confused, elated, free. (And freelance.)
Today, 3 months later, is the first day I felt bored and anxious.
After a brutally hot summer: It's finally 72 degrees, breezy, and clear, and I'm freaking?
It's time to start sizzlin'.
(ABOVE: Confetti courtesy of Sir Paul McCartney. NOT PICTURED: Magical Mystery Tour piano, McCartney's Hofner bass, well-timed fireballs)