Shamalamadingdong

We have people coming to look at this house for renting. I cleaned off the counters for one very nice morning and a couple of photos... it was pretty and very short-lived. My goodness, the light... Every weekend is spent looking at houses to rent or to buy. I am tired of houses, my friends.  tired.  The houses are cold, empty, unheated... I am lost in trying to imagine warmth and running children. happy ones, that I don't currently have...
I am so overwhelmed by the details and the papers flying about that I just want to crawl into a hole that I can stay in.  So? when this spring finally decides to declare itself, it maybe that I own a yurt.
or a really nice cave... temporarily.  I do so like the light.

In other news, the five got off to school with only a little fight.  It is snowing here, on my crocuses.  I go to see Chakra Carol next week and I am hoping that somehow I am moving beyond the need to prove my own existence.  BUT i somehow doubt that I am in motion, for all that it is flying by me here. hm.