This week has been long and tiring and busy and full of laughter and maybe even some tears and I am SO glad to be home.
The first day of preschool went really well. Granted, I never left the building but she was on her own for a while in the classroom. OK, not really on her own as much as with her teacher and her classmates but still, no me. She did a great job but we all know that next week is a totally different week, a totally different day. She looked so big in her class, I actually think she’s the oldest one there, but in so many ways she seemed like such a big girl. She may not have cried but I did.
We’re trying to tackle the items on our fix it list for the guy who’s buying our house. Somehow the 7th has snuck up on us and we hadn’t really done much from our list. The buyer is coming by this morning, or this afternoon, to make sure we’ve done what we said we would, I think we just made it. It will be really weird living here next week not as homeowners but as renters.
I feel like I should be packing and organizing and getting us ready to move, somewhere in a month. It feels so overwhelming. I have managed to sell a couple of things on Craigslist and I’m desperately trying to offload a broken TV, which a lot of people are interested in. I’m just not sure any one’s actually going to come and pick up the behemoth. I did manage to go through the Tupperware cabinet and pitched all the bottoms with no tops and tops with no bottoms… I’m thinking that’s not going to be enough to get us packed and moved. I did go and get a zillion paint samples and while fun and I’m VERY excited, that also won’t get us moved.
I’m going in this morning for my 32 week appointment, about a week late. I’m anxious to see how I’m measuring, if I’m still big. I feel like I’m still big. Huge. I guess we’ll see what the medical professional has to say.
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Was that like a sentence when she first started off?