In the winter, I am as restless as my 4 year old daughter. I am always telling her to stand still for a minute because she is dancing around like she has ants in her pants. She’s constantly knocking stuff off the table, counter, sink, whatever is in her path. Winter is when I too get restless. This is time of year when I look for a change. When I wish one of the international jobs I applied for comes through. I even told my husband we should rent out our house and just wing it. The practical side of my brain is telling me “No, that is insane, you’ll go broke and become destitute.” A girl can dream right?