Two months of eye-rolling
And not a darned thing to show for it.
Contractors, late pregnancy, the dayjob, the maniacal devotion to finishing the one knitting project making me key-razy... two months of eye-rolling. Not one blog post. Not one interesting picture to put in this post. Really - I checked it out and it's all shots of "this is where we see item #37 that we will have to make contractor #2 correct..." I'll have to go take a picture of something for the bottom of this right now.
But I'm coming through it all, just as baby is due to arrive, oh, anytime he feels good and ready, because he's a fully cooked little nutter now.
House keys and materials have been collected from the dodged-out-in-the-middle-of-the-job contractor. House keys have been passed on to the rocking-and-rolling-says-he'll-be-done-tomorrow-and-I-believe-him contractor. Other contractors with outrageous bids and time schedules have been met and thanked. The other other contractor who is working in the building but not in my apartment but I am in charge of is also nearly done and I delegated the wrap-up on that to someone who is also pregnant, but less pregnant than I.
Pregnancy is pregnancy. I move slower. I am a comedy show when putting on my shoes. I bump into my husband a lot with my giant belly because I can't get used to how faaaar away it is from where my body used to stop. A few weeks ago, I thought these last few weeks were going to be really really killer, but then I started drinking at least 3 quarts, and usually a whole gallon of water every day, and it's actually totally fine. Well, the sleeping is tough. Tough to get comfy, tough to stay comfy, random insomnia... but I figure that's all a warm-up to the sleep and lack-of-sleep craziness just around the corner.
The dayjob? The dayjob is over. I can hardly believe it, and yet it's so easy to not get up and go to the office everyday. This is day four of no dayjob, and I'm already starting to lose track of the days of the week.
The knitting is happening. The frustrating project has been set aside (again!) to work on a less-frustrating but also highly requested items. For Kay's latest collect-a-thon of squares, I made about a dozen squares, and had the most fun laying them out, an adventure she detailed here. My very first fair-isle, a hat for a friend who never ever asks for anything but, when pressed, asked for this.
Contractors, late pregnancy, the dayjob, the maniacal devotion to finishing the one knitting project making me key-razy... two months of eye-rolling. Not one blog post. Not one interesting picture to put in this post. Really - I checked it out and it's all shots of "this is where we see item #37 that we will have to make contractor #2 correct..." I'll have to go take a picture of something for the bottom of this right now.
But I'm coming through it all, just as baby is due to arrive, oh, anytime he feels good and ready, because he's a fully cooked little nutter now.
House keys and materials have been collected from the dodged-out-in-the-middle-of-the-job contractor. House keys have been passed on to the rocking-and-rolling-says-he'll-be-done-tomorrow-and-I-believe-him contractor. Other contractors with outrageous bids and time schedules have been met and thanked. The other other contractor who is working in the building but not in my apartment but I am in charge of is also nearly done and I delegated the wrap-up on that to someone who is also pregnant, but less pregnant than I.
Pregnancy is pregnancy. I move slower. I am a comedy show when putting on my shoes. I bump into my husband a lot with my giant belly because I can't get used to how faaaar away it is from where my body used to stop. A few weeks ago, I thought these last few weeks were going to be really really killer, but then I started drinking at least 3 quarts, and usually a whole gallon of water every day, and it's actually totally fine. Well, the sleeping is tough. Tough to get comfy, tough to stay comfy, random insomnia... but I figure that's all a warm-up to the sleep and lack-of-sleep craziness just around the corner.
The dayjob? The dayjob is over. I can hardly believe it, and yet it's so easy to not get up and go to the office everyday. This is day four of no dayjob, and I'm already starting to lose track of the days of the week.
The knitting is happening. The frustrating project has been set aside (again!) to work on a less-frustrating but also highly requested items. For Kay's latest collect-a-thon of squares, I made about a dozen squares, and had the most fun laying them out, an adventure she detailed here. My very first fair-isle, a hat for a friend who never ever asks for anything but, when pressed, asked for this.
posted by AmberCake at 5:02 PM
2 Comments:
Yay for no more day jobs or morning alarms! :)
See you Monday? Hope so! xo Kay
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