Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Hello Goodbye

Oh Second Trimester, how nice of you welcome me with tears of nonsense.

I always love it when I cry about nothing. {insert sarcasm}

The problem is, you see, I had to do that thing that I hate so much this weekend and I had to do it twice: fly.  Yes, yes, I do hate to fly.  It's not a downright phobia, but there are times when I am trapped in that cylinder with a hundred strangers careening through the sky miles above earth when I feel like I might just explode if I don't get off right this minute.  But of course I cannot get off right this minute and so I reassure myself with a combination of Marie Claire and my own meditation chant of sorts: "Everything's going to be fine, everything's going to be fine, everything...."  

Which reminds me, where did yoga ever go from my life?  We used to be so close.

{But did anyone else read the issue with the Amy Adams interview?  I kind of love her}

So now I'm eating eggs and toast with chocolate milk while my darlingest husband is grocery shopping.  Grocery shopping!  He's doing the grocery shopping!  I mean, do I have any duties left around here anymore?  I have been transformed into a baby incubator and that's about it.  Also, I sometimes work full time during the week and perhaps fly to Colorado for work every so often.

And then I get tired.  Really, really tired.  Too tired to fix dinner.  And then I cry.

So now I need a nap.




The End.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

If anyone asks what you've been up to (and you think to yourself that you could have been more productive, though nobody else needs to know) you respond: "Growing a baby!" It works every time.

vickyj said...

How did you get to be our daughter and so fearful of flying? I'm so sorry that flying is so unpleasant for you. I am glad you are home safe. Enjoy the incubation time, and Kyle doing the shopping -- if he is buying what you want to eat, that is. I think it's great that he likes to do that. Hopefully you slept well, and you are happy to be back to your full-time job.