i am always surprised by how silence can sound now
considering i very rarely experience it...
but today the kids are gone
and my own are with b. for swimming and supper
and i don't know where the great and powerful ogg is...

you will have to ignore my wordiness
as i am reading a biography of sylvia plath
and i find whatever i read tends to take over my head
for some time afterwards....

we have heard from the mortgage broker
that she considers the house to be almost
(damn that almost)
100% ours...
its hard to beleive that i could actually own a house
or co own
or actually
not even own at all now that i think about it...
it is entirely in oggs name as i am of the self employed nature...
however...
it is still
hard to beleive