I'm in a funny place of having a few potential additions, both people and activities, to my life that could range from occassional to rather time-consuming, while simultaneously looking at my calendar wondering what I'm going to do with my one free weekend between now and the end of October.
Also, I'd like to start a serious job-search in the next month or so. This one gets duller and duller. I'm amazed my bosses don't realize how antsy I am to leave, but, then, I guess that gets me back to the first paragraph.
All in all, though, I'm feeling entirely happy with life at the moment. I think it's largely to do with having a home that feels good again.