I'm up early, thinking about getting to work. S. and I were supposed to spend the evening together for the first time in 2 weeks last night, and he wanted to go straight to bed after dinner. Five minutes after getting into bed and sitting up to talk, he was asleep. Sigh...
This weekend is the last push on the house before we start moving in, kitchen or not. It's a bloody mess. Dust everywhere, drywall sitting around, spackling on the walls, cabinets in various stages of assembly, plaster drying in patches, plumbing spilling out of the wall...
I have about 24 hours of work to do this weekend, and a coop shift, and errands for the house, and pack, and I still have to find time to eat and sleep. I'm looking forward to when this baby comes - somehow I think I'm going to get MORE sleep than this!
Thanks, SD. I knew I needed that.
