And so, the Wait begins again.

Interestingly, I think Dave has closed the Ready/Not Ready gap between us in the last month. He’s talking about it at work, to the pregnant with twins anchor. He mentioned at the party yesterday that it wasn’t fun because we didn’t have a kid. He’s been, err, very amorous this weekend, even when it’s inconvient. Whoo!

Of course, I’m tracking everything in iCal, just a general B for Bleeding and F for, well, you can guess. This is going to be a big month for F.

And I really feel like maybe this is The Month. I can’t decsribe it — it just feels like it should be, timing wise, readiness wise, everything wise. So, when I do things like misplace the phone for a few, oh, hours, only to find it in the silverware drawer when putting away clean dishes, I can’t help but wonder.

I know. It’s awful.

And, I have a pap on the 16th, so I need to find out when I should refrain from the F so as not to have weird test results. Hmmm….

In other news, I love my guest room. It looks so good. I know I’ve been saying it for MONTHS, but I think I may get some pics tonight, since I’ve been on a cleaning spree. I’ve managed to put most of my random boxes into ONE ROOM now, the Sewing Room HaHa, so that our shite isn’t spread around half of our square footage now, just one-eighth of it.

Yay!!