Me and Pondegore had a stress test. Pondegore is not stressed out. Heartrate was mostly in the 120s.
I cleaned again. Our bathroom this morning, vacuum and sliding glass door yesterday.
I have a nice new carpet stain thanks to the stupid cat who can't manage to puke on the TILE. Ugh.
We're watching Word World.
There is a Trader Joe's Pesto Pizza in the oven right now. I need a whole freezer full of Trader Joe's or Whole Foods ready-to-eat stuff. I'm tired of cooking, or even wondering what to eat for lunch.
I'm going to see an acupuncturist. Tonight. 6:15. With high hopes.
It's gray. Unlike yesterday when we spent two hours outside after nap with just coats and all the neighborhood kids were out, so happy to see each other again and have playmates to ride bikes and scooters with. You really notice how they've grown over the winter when bikes are getting too small.
I'm planning on a nice long afternoon nap. Cause, you know, the baby might come tonight and then I wouldn't get a lot of sleep, so better stock up.
I'm noticing that there are very few of you left in the baby pool.