Handle with care

This week of constant work meetings has taken a toll on my psyche and body.

I flopped on my shiatsu therapist's futon and felt much like the Scarecrow getting re-stuffed in the beauty salon after a harrowing week in that dark, frightening forest that the Wizard of Oz characters had to traverse before getting to the Emerald City.

I won't even get into who could play the Wicked Witch in this scenario.

I came home and promptly fell asleep in my papasan chair only to awake an hour later drooling on myself. How lovely.... As Roseanna Roseannadana used to say, "You sound like a real attractive guy [gal]."