One of the things that annoys me about being pregnant - every now and then, I do not have full control of my moods. I'm pretty good if I can keep myself distracted, but at other times, I get all emotional. I know it's stupid, and I know it's related to hormones. And I find that even more annoying.
We're still working on the nursery (read: rearranging the house and engaging in spring cleaning). We've made a lot of progress, to the point where only piddly little things and big massive things await. I hate that stage. To be honest, if it were up to me, I would jump to the huge things. But that is not methodical, and the little things would still be waiting, taunting us. *sighs*
I think I want a milkshake. A nice, thick, creamy milkshake. It would be great if we had a Sonic nearby, but alas, New England has not embraced the awesomeness that is the Sonic franchise. Where can I get a milkshake...
And when I begin talking about milkshakes, it's time to end the blog post.
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