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the more i write at work, the less i write outside of work. it's odd really. it's not that i'm tired of writing by evening, or sick or it, but i feel more like my need to write has been met and i don't have anything else to say. i just listened at storytellers last night - for the first time. i enjoyed that. i crochetted while they wrote and i enjoyed hearing what they'd written. beforehand rach helped me figure out what i'd been doing wrong with my crochetting and after that sped along excellently. i'm ever so pleased :)

buying a house feels very much like one step forward, two steps back. we regularly come across glitches that soon get smoothed out, but there's so many of them that it's hard to not be rattled. perhaps it's because we're not just buying a house, we're also new landlords and having to deal with an extra set of issues. our feeling is though, that this is a very good decision and will really come in handy in the long run. we just have to get thru the initial headaches and expenses, which is often the case with big life decisions. yesterday we were one step back. today feels like one step forward and a half step back. it's hard to stay positive. right now i'm becoming most interested in the path of least resistance.

i'm not particularly enjoying this in between stage. going but not gone yet. moving but not moved yet. we actually move in one month and one week. i can't wait til my christmas vacation. preparing it starting to lose it's appeal.

last night i dreamt that i lived in my childhood bedroom with brendan. that we were taking a trip on short notice to mexico with a bunch of friends and i was struggling to get packed in time. i scrambled. i while found everything in the same place as always, for some reason they took a long time to find. it was puzzling and it made me feel overly stretched.

this is where we find our peace,
this is where we are at least.