Walking, Singing and Dancing

Today is my first day of freedom?

Today is my first day of not going to the job I have been going to for the past 4 1/2 years.

I woke up this morning with a vague sense of excitement. Fear crept in for a moment, only one and I remembered that I was free but, without a paying job. Holy guacamole. Then the dream came back to me. Pink dresses and a wedding I was not invited too.

I went into the ladies room at my ex-job. And out came my ex-coworkers twin sister in a bubblegum pink dress. She was happily skipping around. Her sister, my ex-coworker was in the ladies room also in a pink dress. In real life I have never see her wear pink, only black and various shades of black. Once I had knocked on her office door, the sun had already gone down and I jumped back after I opened the door. There she sat in black, head to toe. Her long, luxurious black hair fell freely on either side of her face. And the big black sunglasses were on. The only light, her laptop screen.

In my dream she was getting married to her high school sweetheart, the guy that had a margarita machine in his Cadillac, true story. I was shocked she was getting married and I sat with her, her friends and family in the office. She put her arms around her niece and looked happy. I wondered why she wasn’t this way with me. (Still a dream). They all left and I started to cry because as much as I couldn’t stand her, I wasn’t invited to the wedding. To top it off my ex-boss calls me into his office and as a “terminated from my job gift” he gave me a bag of tortilla chips that was already opened and practically empty.

I left at 7am with my husband for a 1/2 walk. The sky slowly brightened to an overcast gray. I thought about the dream, about the people living in the houses I passed, applying for unemployment (scary), my dentist appointment later today (scarier), about all the possibilities that lie ahead.

(taking a brief dance break—”take me away, take me away, a secret place, ——— escape”….popular pop song)

I stopped by the community garden we belong too, it has been months. It was completely naked. Joe’s two yellow rubber ducks were frozen in his mini pond. Our curry and lavender were still going strong and the curry smell was still so overwhelmingly loving. Other gardeners have been working the compost bins.

Off to sing “Hey there Delilah…..don’t you worry about the distance…..close your eyes…..Ohhh it’s what you do to me, OH it’s what….”

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