The Most Miserable Monday
I really wish it had iced today. Because I really wish I’d just stayed in bed. Today has been one giant bowl of suck. First, I get in, and my computer will not turn on. Turns out it’s toast. So I’m using some crappy substitute computer and don’t have anything off my hard drive and so am therefore completely lost. Then, the heat is not working in my building. Basically, any time the weather the changes, the needed temperature controller breaks in my building. So last week when it was in the 80’s, our A/C didn’t work. This week, now that it’s in the 30’s, our heat does not work. We are all freezing. I’m currently wearing my coat and scarf, which actually is a little too much because my coat is super-warm (sidetrack: I love my coat. My Mother and I bought it at Dillards (or Foley’s?) in Highland mall just after I moved to Austin to attend college. The idea was to get me a hardy coat I could wear while shlepping all over campus. It has served me well for the last 10+years. God, I just realized I am wearing a 10 year old coat. Of course, in Austin it rarely gets cold enough for me to wear it, so it’s in incredible shape. Although I’ve replaced the buttons. It also survived a trip to NYC where it came in contact with God Only Knows What Germs. It needed a good dry cleaning after that. But this coat is also the only pre-pregnancy thing that buttons over my belly. And it’s a size 10, a size I haven’t worn since high school, so that makes me feel good too. Anyway, just suffice to say this coat is heaven). But I’d rather have heat. And since it’s so cold outside, I can’t walk. And I wasn’t able to walk Saturday or Sunday because of the cold. So I’ll probably have gained a bunch of weight when I go to the doctor tomorrow. Hopefully not though. Not that I care. I’ve kind of just said “screw it” since I only have 4 weeks to go. It’s hard to be obsessively healthy for 9 months!
Speaking of 4 weeks to go, I have FOUR WEEKS TO GO! OMG. I freaked a bunch of my friends out Saturday night by telling them I was “due four weeks from tomorrow”. I spent last week and the week before thinking I’d never be able to make it through the rest of the time and hoping I go early, but now I’m like, no, please just come on time, I don’t have everything done! Not to mention the fact that I’d like to also get some relaxing time doing fun stuff for Tim and I in before she comes. I want to be exactly on time, which never happens, but would be great. Or she could be born 2 days early on St. Patrick’s day, which would really piss Tim off because of his unnatural hatred for the Irish. But I think it’d be great because when we celebrate her birthday each year we could have a kid’s party during the day and then go out drinking at night for the adults. Genius, right?! Anyway, I’m fully aware she’ll come when she comes, but I’m excited about tomorrow because I’ll have my first doctor’s appt. where the doc says, “you’re such and such dilated and such and such effaced.” I know from too many women this doesn’t mean a damn thing, but I can’t wait to find out anyway!
Oh, Olympics postnote: the new judging system has really revved up Ice Dancing! This was my favorite sport before, but now it’s even more thrilling to watch because they do lots of crazy lifts and handles and things that look sort of nasty and make Tim and I giggle. And Tim will even watch it now.
Comments
Kate
2006-02-21T21:53:14.000Z
A good coat is a wonderful thing to have. Unfortunately, my college coat get ripped to shreds— or at least the lining did from being pulled off the back of chairs. Plus, I guess I used it a few more times in E. Lansing than you did in Austin.
I’m so excited about meeting the monkey, but I can understand your desire to wait a little bit and enjoy your pre-baby quiet for a little while longer. How did the dr. appt. go?
Hugs!
Kate
