Oh So Sleepy

Today is the day from hell, and it's only just begun. To be honest, it wouldn't be a bad day if I wasn't dreading going to TI tonight. It's inventory time. I have to be in at 5, can't leave till inventory is done, even if it means being there till 4 in the morning.

I got very little sleep last night. It's been like that for a few weeks now. Not only do I have to pee every couple of hours, I just can't seem to stay comfortable. I wake up, and end up staring at the ceiling for another hour. Last night was a really bad one. Just couldn't seem to stay asleep. I had to babysit this morning, like I do every Friday. And life wouldn't suck so bad right now if I could just be done for the day and veg. But no, gotta hell night ahead of me. I'm already exhausted. I'm thinking about going in for a couple of hours, and then just saying fuck it. I'm pregnant, I'm tired, I'm leaving. Besides, I'm telling them tonight that I'm quitting. Done. Finito. Outta there! So what are they gonna do if I decide to leave, fire me? Heh.

The GSHW meeting is tomorrow, but I doubt highly that I'll make it. I'm so pooped today, I need tomorrow to just relax and veg. Sunday I'm going to a Superbowl party. I don't really care about either team, but I'm rooting for the Panthers. Partly because they're the underdog, and partly because they're the ones that kicked the cowboys out of the playoffs. :) I HATE the cowboys. (And they happen to be my hubby's favorite team. heh) I'm mainly just looking forward to hanging out with my friends. I really haven't gone out in so long. I've turned into a homebody. Sigh.

9 weeks and counting for the baby. Tomorrow I'll be 31 weeks. Had my appointment last night. I go every two weeks now. I'll go weekly starting at 36 weeks. So far so good. Though I was a bit nervous when the doctor went to find the heartbeat and we heard nothing at first. But she just moved the microphone to the other side of my belly and there is was. I breathed a sigh of relief. Fran, mister never show emotion, let out a "Phew! There he is!" I was surprised, to say the least. I didn't even think he was paying attention. Nice to know that he got concerned. I mean, this is the guy who shrugs his shoulders every time I ask him how he feels about the baby.

Well, that's all I've got for now. I have to get ready to go to hell one last time. Till next time...

Snow Day!

Well, I've finally caught a break. Even though we didn't get nearly as much snow as originally thought (10 to 12 inches was predicted, we only got about 4 or 5), they closed Kimi's school. So I get a snow day too. :) Not that I get to lounge around, there's housework to do and touch-ups and some freelance. But it's good to actually get some time to do it.

I want to give a shout out to Mary SanGiovanni. It's her birthday today! Yay Mary! I hope you get to stay home and play in the snow!

Not much new is going on. Worked at TI last night even though we had a total of about 4 shoppers. But it was only for 3 1/2 hours, so I can't complain. Friday is inventory night and I have to be there until we finish. That could be at 4 in the morning, but hopefully I'll get pregnancy sympathy. Heh. After that, I think I'm going to go. I'm just too pooped to handle it. I get paid well enough from babysitting and there should be an increase in freelancing come February. So I just might be saying goodbye to good old TI. Yay! But I'll be sure to buy all my Valentine's day stuff on discount first. hehe

Speaking of V-day...it's one of those holidays that my hubby "doesn't believe in." Now, I'm not stupid, I know it was a holiday created to sell greeting cards, candy, and flowers. I know it's completely commercial and all of that. But still, is it so much to ask for a little romance once a year? I mean, I NEVER get romance. No flowers for no reason. No surprise candlelight dinners. Nada. Fran is not romantic in the least. If he was, maybe I wouldn't give a crap about V-day. So every year I get the same speech. "I don't believe in Valentine's day. It's just a hallmark invention. blah blah blah blah." Every year he makes me feel bad about wanting to celebrate. Yet every year I get something. Sometimes flowers, sometimes candy, nothing big. But I never ask for anything big. I'm happy with a card and an evening alone together. I'm not high maintenance. But like I said, every year he ruins it by letting me know how much he hates it. All I want is for one year for him to pretend. I know how he feels, but just grinning and bearing it for my sake would mean a lot. Is this too much to ask? I mean, I'm a hopeless romantic. I do spur of the moment stuff for him ALL THE TIME. All I'm asking for is one romantic day a year. And if it bothers him that much to do it on V-day, then pick another time to be romantic.

Sorry for droaning on. It's just an annoying situation I find myself in every year. Luckily, Kimi's b-day is the 15th, so I have a lot to do to prepare for that, helps take my mind off it. This year we're doing a makeover party. Should be interesting. :)

Anyhoo, moving on. Everything is going well with the baby. I start my childbirth classes next month. I've been through it all before, but Fran hasn't. So I decided it was best to do it over again. Besides, I haven't done this in 9 years, I'm sure there's a lot I've forgotten. I just can't wait to see Fran's face when he has to watch that video of a birth. Wonder if he'll pass out. hehehehehehe

Well, I better run. Duty calls. I've got a vacuum with my name on it. Till next time.........