I guess I feel like I need to tell you something. Anything. So that the few people who have been holding their breath with baby/TP's job/house sale/ blah blah blah can be updated. Or something. In an act of solidarity, I managed to flood my cell phone with milk this morning. Good-bye $150. Wave bye-bye to momma's nice red phone!
I've been to Birmingham this weekend and packed all of our personal stuff out of the house which has been on the market one week, and one person has come by to see it. I bought $243 worth of boxes and tape from the U-haul store and had to cram it all in to TP's clown car. Some poor gay guy took pity on me and tried to help, but it was no use. Why not take my Trailblazer? Good suggestion! But it has waaaaay expired Alabama tags, and I was trying not to go to jail.
I've been to two days of CPE, driving back from one in Birmingham yesterday to go to another today that started at 7:30 am. It sounded like a good idea when I signed up for it. I did get out at 1 and all I could think about was the nap I was going to take, except I couldn't fall asleep. I finally did for an hour, but it wasn't as good as a three hour nap extravaganza.
I had to get dog food for the little dogs and I can't buy the big bag because it's over the pregnant lady carrying limit. I can't wait until TP gets here, they nearly got crumbs for dinner as it was.
Don't ask a five year old where they want to eat dinner. Seriously. His favorite restaurant is Popeye's and that's not exactly the kind of food I need to be eating.
TP will be here tomorrow with a U-haul and all of our stuff that's not furniture. We left all that in Birmingham to help the house sell quicker. I hope it works becuase I'm tired of sleeping on the mattress on the floor.
If you can't tell, I'm just blah. Generally grouchy. I didn't feel this way with Mr. Cheeks, but basically I'm pissed about having to breathe air. And blink.
We're going on Thursday to make sure there is a pretzel stick in my womb, but if the total pissed off-ed-ness is any indication, it's in there and MAD about something. Probably the lack of margaritas.
Here's Mr. Cheeks playing totally unsupervised:
Ouch. I remember being pissed at the world in the early months of being pregnant. Opening the fridge use to make me curse.
While it was a mess for you to clean up, he looks so cute playing in the kitchen :)
You're doing an awesome job--doing all that you've done in the last few months, dealing with the stress of selling a house and getting settled in a new one, starting a new job and taking care of your kid PLUS baking a new pretzel stick (which, by the way, cracked me up!!) is tough. Be proud of yourself.
Posted by: Kellie | September 26, 2007 at 09:52 AM
Hear, hear! You are doing AWESOME Lady! I cannot imagine all that you are keeping up with - not to mention - DOING IT ALL AS A SINGLE MOM. Rock on! It will all be worth it. Give Mr Cheeks a kiss for me (his future MIL).
Posted by: CPA Mom and Soccer Mom Angela | September 26, 2007 at 11:20 AM
A sure fire way for me to tell if I am pregnant is a really really crappy mood. Basically, I am pissed off at the world!!
You've got alot going on, so you're allowed to be grouchy!! Take it easy when you can though!
Posted by: Rachel | September 26, 2007 at 11:32 AM
You've got a lot on your plate lady! That's a good reason to feel blah I would say.
Slow down and relax as soon as you can!
Posted by: SJ | September 26, 2007 at 10:40 PM
Hi! I found your blog somehow...can't remember how. Anyway, I was intrigued because I am a CPA too. Then I started reading about the Fried Fish on Friday (yes a Catholic thing!!) so I was even more intrigued and then read you are living near Little Rock!!! We are from BR, but moved to a town north of Little Rock for a few years, then got transferred to Houston. We thought Houston would be southern, but it is not!! I miss Arkansas!!! Hope you enjoy it. SOunds like you have family around. I did the single mom thing during tax season, tried to sell our house in Baton Rouge, while hubby started new job in Little Rock. Crazy times! Oh yeah, I was pg too!
Ok enough of my story. Just wanted to say I am enjoying reading your blog!
Posted by: Claire | October 02, 2007 at 09:53 PM
I'm just pissed off. I'm not even pregnant and I have no excuse whatsoever.
Posted by: Chick | October 03, 2007 at 07:56 AM