I can more than sympathize with being restless. We just have to get through this unholy mess of a fog and then everything will settle down. Of course the uncertainty in that does make me anxious. Then again only I could find this to be such a great time to go and fall head over heels in love. Clearly my timing is impeccable.

Do you have any idea when this expedition into Irvingly starts? I would very much like for that to be over sooner rather than later.