ELIZABETH FACES CHAOS

Ah, sweet chaos. Gotta love it, right?
*sigh*
I'm trying to. I figure that anything that is so much a part of my daily life should be close to me, as in I should LOVE it.
And before someone asks, "How's that working out for you?" let me say that it isn't. No matter the state of my smiley face, or lack there of, things keep...happening.
Our daughter sold her house in Arizona and moved into our winter house. Evan went down to help her. I stayed home because I have a ms due 10/01/09. (Don't ask. I ain't talking 'bout that.)
I was sick the first three days he was gone.
Yup, lovely. It's just a wee tad hard to concentrate on your writing when sprinting for the bathroom at unexpected intervals.
If all goes well (or badly, haven't decided which), we'll be looking at houses closer to the grandkids in two weeks. If we find one or two that is/are suitable for the three of us or one alone and two together (if you can follow that, you're as crazy as I am), then we'll move there. All of us.
And I?
How's the chaos quotient in your life?





















