Just call me June.

Because this house is finally mostly clean all at once!  Well, apart from our bedroom, where the stacks of stuff that came out of the closet I’ve been cleaning out are currently living.  But for the first time in a while I wouldn’t be embarrassed for someone to just drop by.  Not that that’s an invitation, exactly, because the just-dropping-by thing pretty much drives me nuts, but if you did just stop?  Not embarrassing.

This, of course, has nothing to do with my being 30 weeks pregnant as of today.  Nothing at all.  Because if I remember correctly this was the week when my doc grounded me last time because I Just Wouldn’t Sit Still and I was swelling like...like...oh, hell, I don’t know.  It was ugly, though.

No swelling just yet this time, but it was all of 55 degrees today, so that makes sense, yes? 

9 weeks to go.  Woo-hoo!

(And yes, this is a major compensating factor for the whole having to have a C Section thing.  Somehow 39 seems much shorter than 40, especially when 40 can be more than 40.)

(Of course, I’m pretty sure June never would have let the house go to hell in the first place, but then again, I’m pretty sure she didn’t do anything as undignified as being pregnant, either.  She got those kids at the Perfect Sitcom Family Store, I know she did.)

(And Beth?  Hormone fueled or not, you know I couldn’t have done it without the pearls.  *grin*)

1. Nope, no “nesting instinct” going on there!

   Wanna come do my place next?

   Posted by Kate  on  06/13  at  05:55 PM  from  At my new blog

2. Hey, glad to be of service. 

   Posted by  on  06/14  at  07:27 AM  from 
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