“There’s no place like home. There’s no place like home…” said Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz, while clicking the heels of her awesome red shoes! I left home last wednesday night to come watch and care for my grandma. I do this every week, but usually its just for 2 days a week. My parents, and siblings, were however headed out of town for the weekend, and so I said I’d stay over the weekend. It really worked out great, because my brother was getting his Eagle Scout Sunday night. It’s now Monday though, and I am still here. The thought here was, why drive home Sunday night, just to drive back Tuesday morning? Really, with gas prices the way they are, this just made more sense. So I’ve tossed some laundry in, so we still have clean clothes, and then just vegged out on the couch. I really truly do miss my home though. Despite the fact I’m sure there are dishes to be done, garbage to take out, and not to mention the load of laundry I left in the wash (should probably call the hubs about that). Maybe if I put on my red heels and click them together I too will wake up in my bed…Wishful thinking. But these shoes do make me smile!
What makes you smile when you’re missing home?