Weebug Knits

I really don't know where I am going at the moment. The days seem to be full, with so many comings and goings that I am very apt to run smack dab into myself at any point in time. Saturday I worked, then we met with our architect. After so many months of planning and scheming, getting plans drawn up and having to start all over, I must say that this round of planning is much closer to what we actually were aiming for in the first place. Even though these plans have been drastically scaled back, I am happier. The original feel of the bungalow is being restored and as my brother so nicely put it:

"the space seems so well designed and engineered. Is this without raising the roof (the kids can do that on their own)? The plan seems to create space out of thin air.."

We won't have to raise the roof exactly, but to say that our lives are about to hit a new level in turmoil is most likely an understatement. Life changes things. Being able to roll with the punches and weather the storms is part of the life deal. I am not sure how we will handle it and although I feel that I have a slightly better grasp on my own reality these days, the changes ahead frighten me a bit. I imagine that is probably normal.