Although I had a blast in Boston, my body, apparently, had a different take on the subject. Meaning that I, not unexpectedly, felt myself starting to crash shortly after my return home. Which was okay, I was expecting that and more than willing to live with it.
What I wasn't prepared to live with (although apparently I didn't have much say in the matter) was my husband's completely unexpected dismissal from his employment shortly after my return. And not just any employment, but the job he's been at for the past 15 years. Dismissed as in walk in to work one morning and hear the words "You might as well go home". Go home. With no notice. No pay. No nothing.
Can you say Fun, Fun, Fun? Well, I can't.
In addition to the fact that I've grown rather partial to paying our bills, we have very high drug costs. Mostly because of me. And those same drugs are what allow me to keep working. So now what?
Yeah, I did mention it's been a bit stressful around here, haven't I?
And so now we reach the point of this post ... yes, believe it or not, there almost is one.
Moseying back through the blog the other day, I came upon this post. This, which I hadn't played since my return from Boston. Something made me click the Play button. And I was so glad I did.
I have just discovered what I'm sure is destined to be my prime stress relievor at the moment - and, yes, I do realize that might make me a very pathetic individual. But whatever works, I say.
There's something about just singing along and belting out "I just wanna get you out of Teterboro. We want to leave but they won't let us go. Just heard on the radio, we're stuck in Teterboro" which is very, very good for the soul. Go ahead. Try it. I will wait.
It might help, of course, that the Kit Kat was initially as taken with the video as I was and comes a'running the moment she hears the music. For to sing along with her dear mother. We do rather enjoy
And so, for now dear friends, I can't but leave you with Mike and his feelings on Teterboro.
Which will have to take the place, at least for the moment, of my other blogging - that which I can't quite convince myself to do at the moment. There's the whole issue of the white versus red poppy on Remembrance Day (there's no doubt a place for both but not in the same month and certainly not on the same day, says I), Canada's sudden surprise unexpected (that's sarcasm by the way) decision to stay on in Afghanistan in a "non-combat" role until 2014 and the Supreme Court of Canada's latest decision setting out the
Such is life. For the moment I appear to be the proud holder of an open-ended multiple return trip to Teterboro. Until we meet again, then ...