*it's weird that i don't have the slightest clue where we're going to live next year (we have general ideas but nothing solid yet).
*it's weird that we have and inspector coming to our house soon (hoping that goes well).
*it's weird that we will move from this beloved home.
*it's weird that i'm not asleep yet.
just in one of those moods... everything seems weird and cloudy right now. i'm neither here nor there... we're in a strange time of transition without quite knowing where we're going. Like driving through a thick fog, knowing that the light will shine through eventually, and trying to enjoy the thickness around us, trusting that it will all work out.