Well, ds (also 2ish) decided to wake up at 5:30 this morning. Would not leave me alone to put my head down all morning long (like, had to be in my lap or otherwise interacting with me), and by 10 I was just exhausted and so we went to the mall

: . I'm really missing being able to go outside, but it is cold and the wind is brutal and the snow is past ds' knees, so its not fun for him to play in.
Today I have got zero accomplished, but yesterday was awesome. We cleaned all the walls and most of the windowsills, I almost finished my friend's baby quilt (her baby is only 2 weeks old, so that's not too bad) and I got all our photos from 2006 ordered so I can put the photo albums together. But somehow between then and now my kitchen has become a complete disaster, the toys are strewn all over the living room and our laundry room floor is covered with dirty laundry . . . so I guess maybe I should have done normal cleaning instead.
OH, and it was my 13 yr. wedding anniversary yesterday. We got a babysitter and drove to this little town that has a decent Chineese food resteraunt (we get tired of running into people everywhere and occasionally have to go somewhere where we can be a bit annonymous). But that resteraun was closed, and the only other place in town (like, seriously there are two Chineese food resteraunts and then a scary lounge in this little town we went to) had really awful food. So we were feeling really gross last night. It was pretty typical of our attempts to go on dates / be romantic. We never really have got the hang of the whole romance thing. We did watch some of the third season of Corner GAs dvd I got dh for Christmas, though, and that was pretty fun.
I am in super crazy nesting mode. Its sort of like, "Well, if I can't sleep, I'll just rush around the house like a madwoman attempting to accomplish as much as I can before this baby gets here".
I seem to have passed through sore and come out the other side into dazed, generally annoyed at the world and wanting to bunk down and hide in my house until the baby arrives.
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