Waiting

I am in a weird mood. It first became apparent when I realized that I really didn't want to read any books. I'd pick up a book and couldn't focus, so I'd just put it down again. Then I realized that I have no desire to try to get my kids to do anything besides watch TV. In fact, TV is good because they're out of my hair. I'm usually in uber-guilt mode if my kids are not doing something at least partially educational and non screen related for 95% of the day.

What is it? The first pangs of autumn signalling change? My closest friend in Winnipeg moving to Calgary? Nothing new on the horizon to solve my problems of spiritual nebulousness? Lack of resources to pursue my dreams? Bit of all I suppose.

Overall, I feel like I'm waiting, and I have no idea what I'm waiting for.