Where I confess that:
I am an emotional wreck lately, more so about school, work and the fact that I can't fit in my jeans but I'm making myself fit in my jeans at the expense of being uber uncomfortable!
I cry at the drop of a hat, it sucks I hate it. I feel like that girl in the hallmark commercial who was bawling for nothing. Yep that's me!! The box of tissues has been lined up inside my house and its definitely not because we have colds, its because everything makes me cry! It probably all started when I bombed my first Practical for this semester. I got a 66.. Not even remotely cool. Who gets a damn 66 on there practical?? Me apparently. I saw my grade and without hesitation the tears started coming. Uncontrollable tears!! =(
I think some of it has to do with the work that's going on around our house to. We had our roof redone last week, and it looks amazing, except now we are waiting on the painters and Ughh guess who threw a wrench in that plan?? Stupid effing rain. So our house looks like the white trash house that never was finished!! oiiii..
The inside of my house, ok so if you know me, my house for the most part stays immaculate. John thinks I'm a bit over obsessive about the cleanliness of my house. I can't help it. I like walking on the tile and having clean feet when I put them up, usually if I feel dirt I whip out the vacuum!! HA!! bring me to now. Where I have ZERO time with school, work, trying to keep T from destroying every room in my house with toys. My floors are a mess, I haven't mopped in about 2 months (I know make snarky remarks), things at my house tend to have taken the back back seat. I try to do a quick overhaul every 2 weeks or so just to get that fresh feeling. Its not the same! It sucks I hate it.
We have 5 months before Cheez it arrives and I'm desperately afraid we wont have everything done that IS supposed to be done before his/her arrival. I hate that feeling as well. I realize he/she will be sleeping in our room for about 3 months, but seriously having 2 kids is not going to help the equation of getting things done.
So now you and I can both see why I am so damn emotional. Well that and hormones I'm sure. Hopefully Cheez it is a girl, because with these many emotions going on, it better not be a boy.