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I had dinner with an old THP friend last night - we met at Grassfields. It's definitely an 'old lady restaurant', but they have a great honey-salmon dish and I love, love, love their spinach rice (the same company as Jimmy's). It was great to catch up - I haven't seen her in 6 months or so. I also had some time to do some errand running and early holiday shopping in the same plaza, since I got there a bit early. And time to hang out with Brian for a couple of hours before I went to bed (early). Go me!
My sinus' have been crazy - rhinitis of pregnancy indeed! I'm trying to get better about using my neti pot. I took an allergy pill this morning (OK per my MD) and it seems to also be helping. I still sound like one of Marge Simpson's sisters, though my cold started 5-6 weeks ago (I've lost count). It isn't a cold now as much as the sinus thing and a postnasal issue. Lovely. I feel just fine, I just sound like there is something wrong with me, and I'm sort of sick of telling people "no, I'm not sick".
I'm sort of getting to this point where I have to say no a lot more lately. Some plans I've made are my own doing (like meeting this old friend for dinner last night) while others are non-negotiable (like doctor's visits and moving to my parents to get our home deleaded). I think I'm doing a good job taking care of Me. I'm busy but not crazy. Still, I feel bad when I have to say thank you, but no thank you to friends that really are just trying to help. I think it is a useful skill for me to develop however, as I approach becoming a parent and having even less free time. Since I have dance class on Tuesday and Thursday nights, meeting a friend on another weeknight for dinner is something I may rarely do once babe is here. It's just not fair to Brian to have to be home every night. I also imagine I will want (and need) to be around my house more to spend time with the babe or just do boring home things that need to get done. Save the weekends for the socializing and such, also lots more socializing with the babe under appropriate circumstances.
By this time next week, hopefully we'll be preparing to move back into our house. I hope that the inspector can come early in the morning so we can get in there sooner than later. With all of the things we need to bring with us, I am thinking of going completely lazy and eating all meals out of the house next week. We have to bring our clothing and toiletry items and our animals, their foods and their litter boxes (along with some things I'm giving to my sister and getting out of my house). We need to bring toilet paper and a shower curtain and bed linens and pillows. Bringing a stash of food that we can easily cook and clean up in an empty kitchen - just not going to happen. It will be like living in a hotel, albeit one with little to no furniture.
Until then, I'm taking one thing at a time, trying to go with the flow and be flexible, and have a sense of humor about these things.
Rainy, rainy day! I have to go out during lunch to get a pet carrier to put either both our bunnies in or one of our cats in (so that we can put both of our bunnies in the larger pet carrier we have, bought thrifted). The drive up to NH on Sunday night will be fun! All of our animals hate the car. At least it is only about an hour's ride. My lack of planning and time has made this shopping trip necessary - I meant to borrow a carrier from someone but didn't plan enough in advance, and don't have the time or mental energy to try and coordinate getting one from someone before Sunday. We should own another anyway. Such are the mundane quandaries of my life nowadays. :)
I'm happy I work near a bunch of 'stuff' that make these lunchtime errands do-able.
My sinus' have been crazy - rhinitis of pregnancy indeed! I'm trying to get better about using my neti pot. I took an allergy pill this morning (OK per my MD) and it seems to also be helping. I still sound like one of Marge Simpson's sisters, though my cold started 5-6 weeks ago (I've lost count). It isn't a cold now as much as the sinus thing and a postnasal issue. Lovely. I feel just fine, I just sound like there is something wrong with me, and I'm sort of sick of telling people "no, I'm not sick".
I'm sort of getting to this point where I have to say no a lot more lately. Some plans I've made are my own doing (like meeting this old friend for dinner last night) while others are non-negotiable (like doctor's visits and moving to my parents to get our home deleaded). I think I'm doing a good job taking care of Me. I'm busy but not crazy. Still, I feel bad when I have to say thank you, but no thank you to friends that really are just trying to help. I think it is a useful skill for me to develop however, as I approach becoming a parent and having even less free time. Since I have dance class on Tuesday and Thursday nights, meeting a friend on another weeknight for dinner is something I may rarely do once babe is here. It's just not fair to Brian to have to be home every night. I also imagine I will want (and need) to be around my house more to spend time with the babe or just do boring home things that need to get done. Save the weekends for the socializing and such, also lots more socializing with the babe under appropriate circumstances.
By this time next week, hopefully we'll be preparing to move back into our house. I hope that the inspector can come early in the morning so we can get in there sooner than later. With all of the things we need to bring with us, I am thinking of going completely lazy and eating all meals out of the house next week. We have to bring our clothing and toiletry items and our animals, their foods and their litter boxes (along with some things I'm giving to my sister and getting out of my house). We need to bring toilet paper and a shower curtain and bed linens and pillows. Bringing a stash of food that we can easily cook and clean up in an empty kitchen - just not going to happen. It will be like living in a hotel, albeit one with little to no furniture.
Until then, I'm taking one thing at a time, trying to go with the flow and be flexible, and have a sense of humor about these things.
Rainy, rainy day! I have to go out during lunch to get a pet carrier to put either both our bunnies in or one of our cats in (so that we can put both of our bunnies in the larger pet carrier we have, bought thrifted). The drive up to NH on Sunday night will be fun! All of our animals hate the car. At least it is only about an hour's ride. My lack of planning and time has made this shopping trip necessary - I meant to borrow a carrier from someone but didn't plan enough in advance, and don't have the time or mental energy to try and coordinate getting one from someone before Sunday. We should own another anyway. Such are the mundane quandaries of my life nowadays. :)
I'm happy I work near a bunch of 'stuff' that make these lunchtime errands do-able.
