My Brain is A Flurry of Activity...For Once
My dad is going in to the hospital today to get knocked out and have a scope put down his throat and into his belly. His voice has been going through these weird changes and they're trying to figure out what's causing them. This might not sound like a huge deal, but if you knew our family history, you would understand where my mind is going right now. I couldn't hug him tight enough when we went for dinner last night.
My eyes look very blue today. Doesn't happen all that often since they are more like a grey/slate colour, but I think it has to do with the colour of my sweater. It makes me want to wear this colour more.
I was telling myself that we weren't going to have to buy that many things before Butterbean was here. But each day I think of a couple more things...the list is getting pretty long.
On days when the husband works I hate to see him come home at the end of the day. Because his back is causing him so much pain, he comes in kind of hunkered over and limping. It takes about an hour to get him to crack a smile, and even then it's kind of forced. Half the time lately I end of crying because I feel so helpless to do anything for him, then he ends of consoling me, telling me not to worry about him, just to concentrate on my health. That is so ass backwards.
I need to buy a new laundry hamper - stat! I have one that's divided up into three sections to sort everything before I go to wash it. There are two problems with that: 1. Three years after buying it, the husband STILL doesn't know what constitutes what is colour and what is white, sheesh! and 2. The stupid thing refuses to stay together - I have tried glue, rope, yelling, swearing, threatening physical harm to it - nothing works. It will give me great pleasure to throw that thing in the garbage.
I'm starting to worry a little about when I'm gone on maternity leave. I keep thinking stupid things like "Who will they hire to replace me? Will my office still be mine when I get back? What if everyone likes the new person better? What if they don't want me back?" Dumb things like that.
I'm done with winter. I am ready for skyrocketing temperatures and being drenched with sweat 10 minutes after leaving the house. This cold sucks my big toe.
That's it for now...I can't pin anything else down in my messy brain at the moment.