OK people... whaaaat is with all the work lately? Apparently, those I work for/with simply don't understand that my unpaid, unappreciated blogging job is more important than anything I do for my paycheck. I guess entering into a third trimester has brought me to the sudden realization that maternity leave may become a reality at some point in my future and I'd better get off my keester and finish some projects before that happens. And it's not over yet... so in lieu of actual content, here is the last several weeks of my life in bullet form:

  • Finally entered into that stage of adulthood where we've purchased a new (used) car without waiting for the old (used) car to be totaled in some sort of accident first.
  • Feeling rather impressed with self for reaching this monumental life stage.
  • Then met someone who purchased a brand new car that had never before been owned by any living being.
  • Marveled at the novelty of this concept.
  • Took new (used) car back to make them repair/replace brake pads and rotors that were not fixed before they sold it to us.
  • Take that THE MAN!
  • Have spent so much time at CarMax recently that now when The Dormouse sees any car lot or dealership by the side of the road, she points and yells "There's CarMax! There's a different CarMax. There's another CarMax!"
  • Also know seven CarMax employees by name.
  • Have begun dreaming that the baby dies and/or we aborted it - now longing for the days of dreams about the intruder in my house.
  • Considered briefly moving to Oregon when the KingofHearts was offered a job there.
  • Realized that without my income, we could only afford to live in a cardboard box in Oregon.
  • Considered living in said cardboard box, only to realize that it rains a lot in Oregon and we would need plastic box.
  • Could not afford plastic box.
  • Asked Oregon people for more money to afford plastic box. They offered to add $200 to original salary.
  • Decided while extra $200 may pay for nicer plastic box, would probably not be sufficient to pay for the therapy I would need after packing up all the crap in my house and moving it across the country.
  • Also: excuse me, $200??!?
  • Turned down Oregon job.
  • Went through alternate periods of mourning because I really wanted to move and glee because I would not have to go through the process of moving.
  • KoH also interviewed for job in Seattle.
  • Swallowed tongue when told how much it costs to live in Seattle.
  • Fortunately, Seattle people made decision much easier by not offering him the job.
  • KoH found new job locally and quit his sucky job that was way too far away to start new job that is even farther away. (Hopefully, however, this one will be less sucky.)
  • Happy because new job is close enough that we do not need to move right now.
  • Unhappy because new job is close enough that we may not be able to afford to move at all.
  • Good lord, what is up with the housing market here?
  • Received one nice severance package piece from old job: used outdoor jacuzzi tub from another employee.
  • Called electrician to put in appropriate outlet so jacuzzi tub may be plugged in and turned on.
  • I will probably give birth by the time he gets back to us with an estimate.
  • Endured neighbors' comments of "You can't get in a hot tub... you'll cook that baby." without bothering to explain that many hot tubs, including this one, now come with temperature controls.
  • Stopped seeing "pain specialist" once I realized the only reason she was so familiar with patients in pain is because she was not alleviating any.
  • Really could use that hot tub right about now.
  • Now feeling like giant, lumbering cow in a china shop - hating pregnancy more and more.
  • Realized that if all goes as planned, in about three months I will be taking care of a newborn.
  • Had mild panic attack.
  • Do not yet have acceptable name for newborn... Cinderella is looking more and more a possibility.
  • Also do not have place for newborn to sleep. Must kick Dormouse out of converted crib.
  • Am considering playing game: "Who gets to sleep in a drawer?" with both girls each night.

Yeah... that's about it.