Just got back from Target, where I replenished my frame situation (Dave had taken all of my topo frames for some old posters, which was fine since the topo frames were Way Too Big for the maps), picked up some cat-bath-wipes (she stiiiinks, or she did), a shelf for beside/behind the couch, a lamp for Dave, some new pillowcases, and a french memo board for the kitchen. I still feel like Ick though, and if you don’t want to read about Female Things, then don’t click to read more.

What a great segue to “I wonder how the cut process looks on Typepad!”

Anyway, really, this whole Waiting is killing me. It’s like when you are just figuring out your cycle, and every five seconds you think “OH crap, my period started!” and it NEVER has, and when it DOES, you think “God, why did I even THINK it had all those other times, this is so obvious!”

Waiting to Know, though, is like that, only different because I’ve never been pregnant before. Every. Freaking. Thing. gets superanalyzed, as I’ve said before, and I just don’t get it. Yes, I’ve been queasy, but I don’t have a super strong stomach anyway, aside from my streak of non-vomiting since 1996. I don’t puke, but I do get stomachaches. So, is this a stomachache of the regular kind, or one of my stress gutaches (I “carry my stress low,” as my family says) or is it the Sperm Flu? And I won’t KNOW KNOW KNOW for almost a week, assuming everything goes in time. UGH.

My parents are allegedly bringing up our new-to-us bed on Monday, and then picking up their new Snuggler chair to take to the mountain. So, I’m going to pick up a new mattress top (I’ve had this foam one for WAY too long, it’s worth 40 bucks to get a new one) and sheets in the next few days, and once I finish my tech thing next week (four days of training teachers on tech stuff, extra cash is GREAT) I’ll start on the guest room. I still haven’t settled on a color yet, but it will be good to at least get stuff pulled into the center of the room and start the stripping of the paper, which should be okay, according to my preliminary test.

I’m thinking I may take pictures tonight, even though nothing is really DONE, but it might be a good starting point.