T.P.

I swear, I must go through a roll of toilet paper a day now. It's like I pee every 20 minutes. Just thought I'd share. Oh, the joys of pregnancy.

I also had to spend a good portion of last night sitting upright to sleep. Well, I kinda slumped over a little onto my folded body pillow on the couch. But, really it was just like sitting up. The little bugger wouldn't stop beating me up. It felt like she was grabbing on to one side of my pelvic bone then putting her little tootsies up on to the other side and pushing outwards as hard as she could. Not to comfortable. So, I moved from my side to an upright position. Take that, baby! I find that she's not as powerful that way. Sometimes, I wish I could see what was really going on in there. She'd probably stick her little tongue out at me.

The inspection of our house back east was done today. The real estate lady told me the same thing she told me when the last inspection was done, "I think it went well." The people actually picked an inspection company that hires actual engineers. I guess it's more expensive than your normal inspection because they can actually tell you if the house will fall apart. We'll have to assume that they found the same things that the last inspection did. Their written statement is due by Sunday the 2nd. So, we have to wait until then. I guess the people also had other contractors giving them estimates on painting and adding landscaping. Hmmmmm. Where did they get the money to do that if they couldn't afford to come up to our price???? Losers. Whatever. I guess as long as they are not getting these estimates to add to an obscene list of demands for us to pay for (like the last butt-munchers), I'm okay with it.

We'll be heading back east this coming Saturday to meet the packers and movers. We'll be hanging for the week and will be able to meet up with family and the like. Should be a good, albeit hectic time. The problem is that I will now have to go through the whole saying goodbye thing AGAIN. It was bad enough the first time. When we left the last time, I was under the assumption that by the time we found a place and could move our stuff I wouldn't be able to fly. It really was the last time I would have to see the house and my peeps. I had a nice little breakdown the day that we left. Now, I have to go back and say goodbye again. I wonder if it will be easier leaving when the house is empty? This will also be the LAST trip we take as a couple. Next time people see us we'll be a family. How freakin' weird is that?