The Color of My Parachut

The color, my friends, is a happy one and I would say it is yellow. A bright sunny yellow, at least for the moment.

I am searching for a job, just not very hard. I have decided that January would be for Jen. To hell with what anyone else thinks about what I did or how I handled myself last month. It is today and tomorrow that matters.

Hubby is being infinitely patient and the kids are enjoying me being home. There is a relief I can't explain but only can say that I can smile and feel a little free. Although, I feel the man creeping in on my conciousness and soon need to decide on my path in life.

A huge *hug* to Scott for the title of this post and the prompting of me getting out of my shell. I have a lot to say and need to get cracking.