Well, there's really not much going on around here but I thought I'd post since I have an hour to kill before Dog Whisperer comes on. This entire week sucked, all Con-Glom-O's fault, and I am so glad it's over. We had some really tricky weather today and had I known how bad it was I would not have gone out at all. So I was slip-sliding all over the road this morning, and did this lovely 360 spin-out on one of our nice unplowed roads, those are GREAT. The rest of my white-knuckled ride to work was enjoyed with the smell of my burning tires, and being blinded in the side mirrors by a pickup truck who was trying to attach himself to my back bumper (luckily in this case I have no rearview mirror, otherwise I'd still be seeing spots). Finally rolled up to work and carried my pregnant self up the stairs on rubbery legs and weak knees where I spent about 20 minutes just sitting at my desk, stunned, trying to recompose myself. Yeah, that stuff is scary and nauseating.
And the nice folks at Con-Glom-O (those in "leadership" anyway) never once came around to check on the shmucks who drove in this morning to see if we survived or not. At least we know where we stand. We all know they could care less if we live or die. I think I was dumb. I noticed none of the other pregnant women were there today, they were smart.
Tomorrow-big day!-we're going out to order our baby furniture and to see about a NEW MATTRESS!! Yeah! Our thin mattress is a good 13+ years old and poor Dave has springs sticking into him (through the ghetto egg crate cushion) when he lies down, so it's way past time for a new one. Maybe we'll all sleep a lot better now. We have been looking forward to this for a long time.