Well, since i am one to throw out directions and just plunge in, here i am, with my first post. It's a soft, rainy spring morning, not sure whether it should dance as spring, or snuggle back into winter.
I don't want to go to work today. I want to stay here at home, writing, drinking coffee, listening to The Drifters, and Marvin Gaye, swaying to their rhythms as i type.
I don't want to tame my hair into a professional coif, and i don't want to paint my face or slip into heels. And i certainly don't want to sell beds for 10 hours...but....I will, cuz the mortgage has to be paid and the kids DO like to eat....
Maybe i will compromise. Hair wild, as a silent rebellion against the restrictions in my life, but still go to work....later,gator.