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wash-ups & wardrobes
Apr. 19th, 2011 10:48 pmMichael was awesome today. While I was at work, he cleaned the entire house. Washed the dishes, scrubbed the floors, did the laundry, changed the sheets, cleaned the litters, re-potted a plant, and even baked some cookies which were waiting on a plate when I got home. A regular house-husband.
Me? I don't do much these days. I do have the best intentions, but can never seem to get it going. I'm a bit of a laze. Take long naps every afternoon, make exaggerated groans getting in and out of chairs, etc. My moods are up and down. I rage a lot. The slightest things can make me unreasonably angry. I dress in monochrome, partly out of laziness, partly due to the fact that my wardrobe is extremely limited (and I currently lack the funds to expand it). I'm the gray sweatpants girl when at home. Michael's mom was in town a couple weeks ago and bought me two maternity tops, thankfully. My regular shirts weren't providing enough coverage, and I was having to strategically layer incrementally longer shirts over my belly band, and it was just too many clothes.
I finally came to a work pant predicament today. Apparently overnight, I ballooned, and my scrub pants, which had long been content being pushed down below my belly, suddenly weren't anymore. It was a pant python squeezing its vice grip of death around my hips and lower mid section. I had to change into a pair of stock, drawstring scrub pants of a completely different color, but they saved my day. Will have to figure out another clothing arrangement for the next month and a half before I go on maternity leave. (It's getting so close!)
Me? I don't do much these days. I do have the best intentions, but can never seem to get it going. I'm a bit of a laze. Take long naps every afternoon, make exaggerated groans getting in and out of chairs, etc. My moods are up and down. I rage a lot. The slightest things can make me unreasonably angry. I dress in monochrome, partly out of laziness, partly due to the fact that my wardrobe is extremely limited (and I currently lack the funds to expand it). I'm the gray sweatpants girl when at home. Michael's mom was in town a couple weeks ago and bought me two maternity tops, thankfully. My regular shirts weren't providing enough coverage, and I was having to strategically layer incrementally longer shirts over my belly band, and it was just too many clothes.
I finally came to a work pant predicament today. Apparently overnight, I ballooned, and my scrub pants, which had long been content being pushed down below my belly, suddenly weren't anymore. It was a pant python squeezing its vice grip of death around my hips and lower mid section. I had to change into a pair of stock, drawstring scrub pants of a completely different color, but they saved my day. Will have to figure out another clothing arrangement for the next month and a half before I go on maternity leave. (It's getting so close!)
