It has been two weeks since my last post.
In that time my to do list has shortened just to lengthen again and again and again.
My feet have swollen to an alarming size and then been sated and gone back to a more moderate level of "ick."
I have written articles, blog posts for another blog, How-To lists, Internship agreements, plans, press releases, and thank you cards.
I still have more of all the above to write.
I have gained weight and lost any guilt over gaining weight/
I have organized, bought shelving, organized again, gotten gifts, and organized again until I can't really remember where anything is, but I know it is exactly where it NEEDED to be... at least as of last week.
I have visited with family and friends, some of whom braved the scorched land of Fresno from their more comfy coastal abodes to bring me smiles and company.
I have watched too many episodes of Cheers. (don't judge me)
I am in the final stretch of frantic activity before things calm down and I start the not so frantic final preparations for the baby.
For the most part, I am calm and collected.
Mostly... yes. But of course I have those moments of freaking out....
... when I remember that the baby is actually coming... soon!
... when I realize that in just over a month I will be feeding and clothing and changing and teaching this Whole Other Person.
... when the insurance bills come in the mail.
... when I can't eat my breakfast of cold cereal because all the bowls are dirty, so I decide to make a PBnJ and then realize that all the knives are dirty so I load the dishwasher and only then realize that we are out of dishwasher soap and by now it has been almost half an hour and I have lost the ability to think rationally and we don't even have any fruit so I'll just eat peanut butter out of the jar with a spoon and drink a few glasses of milk....
But, mostly I'm fine.
Just not blogging as much.
Forgive me. Absolve me. Let me try to do better in the future.