1. The flies are stiiicky right now and I hate it. They swarm around the doors so every time I open them for a even a second I get a deluge of flies pouring in. And then, they don't really want to stay in so they just sit and buzz around the windows until they die in the sills. It's just not my favorite thing right now. Another thing that is not my favorite right now is all the smoke in the air. We can't see the hills, let alone the mountains behind our house. It is just so dreary and weird and makes everything feel closed in and claustrophobic.
2. I've got a nasty cold that's dragging me down. Maybe (probably) I'm just a wanny, but my colds are the worst. I get the aches and chills and a fuzzy head and basically I've been out for the count for a few days. Maybe I'm just milking it extra because it will likely (hopefully) be my last sick day without anyone else to take care of. (Kolton doesn't count. He's pretty self sufficient) Although this morning I did drag myself from my hazy medicine ridden fog to peel another peach for Kolton's breakfast (I'm wondering if he will be sick of peaches soon. He's honestly eaten one for two out of three meals every day this week). I was halfway through peeling when he mentioned that maybe I ought to put the cut peels somewhere other than in the bowl with the peach he'd already peeled for himself. I thought that maybe he'd made a good point there.
Also, the other night I took some nighttime Tylenol cold stuff. With the nighttime medicine I either sleep amazing or not at all, and I can't figure out what makes the difference. Anyway, this particular night was one of the horrid ones. I don't know if this happens to anyone else but sometimes when I take those meds it just makes my head buzz. I just go over and over the same stupid thought process in my head and I can't make it turn off. I'll lay there for an hour thinking about the same dumb thing that doesn't matter. And I KNOW it doesn't matter but my brain will just not quit harping on it. It's odd. Maybe I'm the only one. I don't know. Anyway this night was really, really bad and just as I would turn my brain off and start getting some sleep I would have to visit the bathroom and then start the whole process over. But on one of my ten trips to the bathroom that night I noticed that Kolton was no longer in bed and was sleeping on the couch. The next morning I asked him about it and without saying a word he gets on his phone and starts watching a video of a motocross race. I asked him again and he turns his phone toward me and I see that it is no motocross race on the screen, but instead a sound recording of me snoring. And I'll tell you what, it was LOUD. I did not know sounds like that could come from me, but it's this cold I'm telling you! I think I've made the point that I'm not loving being sick.
3. The other day I was mowing the lawn and ran out of gas. And then I realized that our gas tank was also out of gas. So Kolton called to get it refilled but it has yet to happen. So our lawn is half mowed and has just looked really cute and trashy for the last three days. So that's been fun.
4. I'm getting large as a barge. Actually, that's not true. I still feel pretty little and somewhat cute most days. Occasionally I'll get a side view and have to avert my eyes but honestly I am feeling really good. Really good. I feel almost guilty for how great I feel right now with 6 weeks left (say whaaat!). And you know what else? My morale is pretty high too. Some days it's a battle between being called names like "Prego" (courtesy of Kolton. Not THE prego, just Prego. I'll use it in a sentence: "Hey Prego, will you peel me my fourteenth peach of the day?") and my favorite by far, "Prega-Mega". (Brevan is the genius behind that one which Kolton has also adopted.) So even though there are those who try to bring me down, I've managed to keep my spirits up. And Baby Girl has been moving like crazy lately! I feel her all the time not necessarily kicking but just squirming and trying to find some room.
Speaking of room, I'm in a state of panic over baby's room right now as a result of the fact that I can barely wedge the door open because there's so much junk in there. Here's the rundown: all my shower gifts, tupperwares of clothes, a crib (still in the box), a crib mattress, a carseat, an ironing board, a drying rack, a desk, a rocker recliner, oh! and a piano. So that is just fabulous and really causing my blood pressure to rise. Hopefully one day very soon Kolton will slow down at work for half a second and we can work on organizing and hauling everything out. But until then I've got a little knot creeping up my esophagus that has nothing to do with heartburn because...6 weeks people! She's basically here and this shiz is getting real.
However, you will be interested to know that every day I get more excited and less nervous. So that's been fun/comforting. I think she's gonna be pretty cool.
5. I heard some great news the other day! School started 2 days ago and I can't even express to you how happy/elated/jumping for joy etc. I am to not be down there. Doesn't that sound awful? I loved my job, really. It was a blast and I think I was somewhat not terrible at it. But this right now just feels so right and good and I am just totally great with being done with that part of life for right now. Kolton informed me that he was pretty happy about it too because now he doesn't have to hear all the mundane details of every second of the day along with my observations about each of those seconds of the day. Okay, but that's not the great news. The great news is that one of my teacher friends told me they got the ISAT scores back from last spring and that my 5th graders had scored above the state average in Language Arts. I was pretty darn pleased about that. While I definitely don't believe standardized testing is the end-all-be-all, it's great to hear that the kids were prepared and able to do something that was really scary for them (and me). So I'm going to live on that news for a while.
I think maybe 5 numbered points is a tiny bit excessive, so I'll stop there. I just had a lot of non-important things to share!
Oh yeah, one more thing...
This (they tell me) is a photo of my unborn child. I'm not entirely convinced that it's not a stock photo but that gigantaur nose does look a little familiar. It's been blowing my mind all week and we've been pretty excited about it.
