eerily quiet isn't it?

My recent life - nothing much happening. Sending my resumes out still, enjoying summer, wondering what I really think of the pope. We went house hunting, and the prices are far too steep. We're seriously thinking if we should buy a cheap fixer upper and unleash our sleeping decorative giants. I have lost a bit of my creative fire, mainly because of the job and home search. At the risk of sounding selfish, Weekly Poem regulars, pls come back soon, I need you to be myself!