We’re doing it again. Ripping up house and home to seek a better life in farther lands. This time it’s C’s turn, and he’ll bring us back to the east coast. We’re on 4 yr cycles right now but he’s promised that this will be the last time. I guess I believe him/us when we say it.

The stress of information management and contemplating the to-do list has me physically ill and emotionally volatile.  I can’t convince myself that we’re not being impulsive, again.