I couldn’t sleep at all last night. . .

I couldn’t sleep at all last night. . .

And boy, I love my ellipses!

We’re heading off today to look for a new house.  I think in the end it may be a war between practicality and aesthetics.  The largest house is the ugliest.  The one I like best needs a new kitchen and another bathroom.  There are two others that are pretty, one has no basement, the other has no backyard (well, it does, but it’s completely filled with deck and pool.)

I dreamed, when I did sleep, of houses, of things representing disappointment and settling for less.  I am very excited and positive about the whole moving thing during waking hours, but there’s still, obviously, underlying anxiety.  I just can’t wait for it to be over and done with.