Lots going on here at Chez Bailey-Mittman, so much that I think it'll be easier to make a list rather than go through the motions of explanation. Hope you'll humor me.
1) Adam called for a dumpster and haggled between two companies before finally settling on a dumpster priced roughly $100 less than the original quote. Good negotiating, hubby! Dumpster arrived on a huge 8-wheeled dump truck this afternoon, and it took the driver about 25 minutes to back down our narrow driveway to deposit said dumpster in front of our garage. It felt like the good ole days of childhood where watching a big truck was big news; I think I stood in the doorway and stared the entire 25 minutes. It's the little things, I guess.
2) My sis-in-law Christine arrives in town on Sunday to help Adam gut the basement of all moisture/mold trapping structural materials. And where will all this refuse go? See 1).
3) Rearranging is the name of the game. After moving our entire office into the living room, we decided (aka: Adam suggested, I concurred, Adam renegged, I pushed, Adam relented) this morning to rearrange our bedroom, too! Rearranging is fun, fun, fun, so why not work it into the entire house? The big issue was trying to get our newly-acquired bassinet into the bedroom; shifting our furniture around did the job, and also forced us to take a look at the various sundry items we've been accumulating in the bedroom for the last several years...not THOSE items, you dirty-minded people! I'm talking about trinkets, receipts, random business cards, lanyards, foreign coins, etc. Also known as, stuff Adam puts in his pockets during the course of his day and then unloads on the bedroom dressers before bed at night. Now they're gone, matie!
4) I couldn't resist talking a little about this, considering it's funny, and I alluded to it several months ago. I've been volunteering with an organization called Walk & Bike Lansing , which is trying to make Lansing streets safer for pedestrians, cyclists and disabled folks. Anyway, I've been spending two evenings a week walking around the city, going door-to-door to get signatures to get this petition on the next ballot. I realized that my frequent urinary needs would not be accomodated while walking around, so I finally, after nine months, broke down and wore an incontinence pad! I was actually quite excited about the idea of peeing my pants with no one around me knowing...but wouldn't you know, I never ended up using it! I think the heat that day caused me to sweat out all potential liquids in my body, so I reluctantly removed the pad when getting home. Shucks. However, a few "incidents" along the way made up for my disappointment. I went to the door of a house that stank so much I about wretched, and was about to leave when the morbidly obese resident opened the door. I kept my gagging to a minimum as I gave him my spiel, and luckily after all that, he signed the petition. When visiting his next-door neighbor, she commended me on being able to stand the smell of his house long enough to get a signature. She informed me that at one point, he had harbored twenty-nine cats in his house before she called the humane society to have them removed. Based on the "aroma" at that house, my gut tells me that his sweet little kitties have gotten back into the business of reproducing. Later, I knocked on the door of a house that I could see through the window had dozens of parakeets flying around. Luckily, they didn't open the door.
5) Two more babies of friends were born in the last few weeks--welcome to the world Orlo Izaak and Ryan Timothy! You kids have got some great parents!
6) My prenatal visit went smoothly yesterday. The only big change was that my belly is starting to measure smaller than before, suggesting baby has dropped into my pelvic region, ready for eventual delivery. This doesn't give a timeline for when labor will begin, however. For all we know, I might still be two weeks away (or two hours, who knows?). In any case, all is well, but for the fact that my belly has evidently stretched as much as it's gonna, and baby is cramped and uncomfortable, to the point that the midwives could barely distinguish all of baby's body parts. They just kept saying, "Wow, your belly is just full of baby!" No surprise to me after nine months.
7) I found Greg House in the bassinet this morning (we had it out in the living room all night), so we will definitely be shutting the bedroom door off to him once baby arrives, so he doesn't decide to cozy up next to baby and accidentally-on-purpose suffocate the poor tyke.
8) Kika was in rare form this evening at the park. After walking a good 45-minutes, she broke into a bit of a run when her 14-year old body should've been tired and sore and asking for an ice pack. Upon getting back into the car, her nose and chompers promptly headed straight for an open bag of kettle chips.
Lesson of the day: Despite all of the shifting and rearranging, some things never change.
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