Homesickness (the lost blog post) with a Wizard of Oz theme.

I've decided to re-write a post that I lost.

Homesickness is something that you do not want to have sitting at a red traffic light. Your mind wanders like Dorothy's in a tornado of melancholy winds. Often snapped back into reality by some wanker in a Volvo behind you.

But,truth be known...I have actually said the words "I want to go home!" - but, nothing happened, so I can disprove that theory.
(Quit yur judgin... it's not like I expected to see a little man revealed behind a curtain)
Still wouldn't it be amazing if that really did happen? Then I'd see the balloon with a giant Virgin Atlantic sign on it floating away from me. Like all the trips home I have ever wanted to take.

My Uncle Neil litterally knocked on my door a week ago today. He had flown here from London, took a train from NYC and then walked from Milford station. (Yeah, the British will walk a very long way if it seems the most logical mode from A to B) He knocked the door and I casually (I swear to God it was casual) said, "Oh, Neils stopped by!"
It seemed really cool at the time.

Any Ho! He bet me a Pound (British Sterling) that I won't be coming over next May. Of course it's an insentive tactic probably used in Parliament.

"Shine up your money Uncle Neil! (using the most favourable exchange rate possible).

Long past it's prodromal state my homesickness is omni present in everything I do. Taking full advantage of that I've tied it in with saving and weight loss.

If I save every cent/penny myself then I can only blame myself. So completing each day sans Dunkin Donuts will make me feel more in charge of this dream.

We shall see... money saved so far $0. Weight loss so I can look fabulous... 0 Lbs

Sooooooo tired!

OMG!  - It is 4:18 on a Sunday morning and it feels like the whole world is 'sleeping in' except me.

Walking to Dunkin Donuts to try to wake up from sleep I haven't had yet... \~/