SPEAKING OF ANNOYING SEGUES

I feel a bit at loose ends, which is really stupid, because honestly, I had enough upheaval in my life just 5 months ago and god knows that was stressful enough and I certainly don’t want to have that ulcer-inducing time back. It’s not that I want to take on any new projects or uproot myself or anything, so why the restless feeling? Is it my military brat blood wooshing back and forth marking the fact that I’m past the halfway point for moving on? Since we usually moved every 3 years when I was growing up we adjusted to...