Now that I'm out of work, my days are spent in what I like to refer to as "Baby Hell". Seriously, I do nothing other than work on baby stuff. How can one spend day after day of folding baby clothes, taking tags off of miniature socks, setting up diaper caddies and sanitzing pacis?
Well, if you have nothing else to do...and you know if it doesn't get done now, it never will, I suppose that would give you some motivation. I feel like I'm getting nothing done. As much as I am miserable and want this kid out of my body, I panic about her coming now, and her room not being ready.
Which I think is really code for ME not being ready. Sigh.
Troy's pretty oblivious to everything, I think. He's been working so much lately because I'm out of work...so I really think he could care less about what I do around here all day--as long as there's some progress when I get home. However, I get in trouble when he thinks I've done too much...as evidenced by me not being able to sleep at night due to my back killing me. I figure it's just my body preparing me for the lack of sleep coming my way soon.
I really do think she'll be here this month. Well, let's put it this way: I have NO intention of making it til June. We'll just see if this little one and my body will cooperate.
I really need to clean the kitchen today...it's getting really foul. We had to move everything in there last week to have the carpet installed, and I just have a hard time spending a length of time doing anything. I have to break up everything in little 10 minute sessions. Plus, which would you rather do--clean a kitchen or put away cute baby things? Exactly.
I bought that movie '27 Dresses' yesterday, but I haven't had a chance to watch it yet. The DVD player is still sitting in the kitchen, obviously not hooked up to the TV. I also got Mario Kart for the Wii, and I did manage to hook the Wii up to the TV. It's a fun game...but I think it'd be a lot more fun if you play it with someone else. I got bored.
The tornado here the other day was insane. I finally got over to the shopping center yesterday to do some returns at Target, and it was amazing the amount of people there taking pictures of the blown out store fronts. I think they said the damage was in the 2million dollar price range. Nothing compared to what happened in Suffolk, but still. Crazy that it happened only a mile from our house. Crazy that I had been out at that shopping center a few hours before it happened. Lucky, I guess.
Troy's parents are coming Sunday to help with the baby's room. Put together the crib and hang curtains while Troy starts to empty the Pod. We've had our house in that stupid Pod since last summer when we were trying to sell the house. If I could take an Ambien and sleep through Sunday, I would, and that's all I'm going to say about that.
Well, I either need to get back to work, or take a nap, so I'll sign off.
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