Ch-ch-ch-changes (Anne Stuart)

So it's not just me that's feeling restless. According to astrology, we're all on the cusp of a huge change, and I've been teetering on the razor edge for the last six months. I want to move from the place I've lived for the past thirty-seven years (and before that I spent every summer there). My kids seem to have finally flown the coop (or at least I hope so, even though the thought is melancholy), and when you're a writer you can live anywhere.

And I don't want to go backwards. I looked at cheap houses in the west and they looked like the quirky little house Richie and I first lived in. And I don't want shabby/quirky. Not right now. I want sleek and low-maintenance.

I don't want to go backwards in my work either. I don't want to write books for the market, at this point in my life. I'm facing 60, and been writing and published for 34 years, and by this time it should be up to me.
Problem is, I don't know where I want to go. I've got ideas in my head, but my heart isn't on board yet.

I'm still at a crossroads. There's a great change coming and it's still looming on the horizon. Until it hits I'm going to feel unsettled and restless, and I'm not sure there's anything I can do about it.

How are the rest of you doing? Do you feel like there's something huge on the horizon, that life is about to make a major shift?

Any ideas on what to do while we're waiting? As Tom Petty says, "the waiting is the hardest part."