You should consider any post from here on out to be potentially TMI. Especially if you object to hearing about body parts, or body functions, or medical procedures. Someday, I might return to normal, but until then... be forewarned. I have no energy left to censor my posts... sorry.
Still plodding along. Almost (not quite) at 39 weeks, and the doctor said I'm starting to progress a bit towards actually having a baby. Yay! I'm apparently starting to efface, but not dilating yet. And, although my cervix is so high that my doctor had to practically climb inside me to find it... the baby's head is apparently right there at it, ready to do whatever babies' heads are supposed to when everything is ready. So, yay for progress, and hope it continues.
I'm seriously tired, all the time, and sore. And emotional and stuff. I'm ready to be done with this, and yet the thought of bringing home an infant is terrifying. I'm tired of whining, too, but I can't seem to stop. And everyone acting like I'm late having this kid already isn't helping, let me tell ya - technically, I'm not late. Yet. Just saying.
I do have a final end date where I know for sure I will be no longer pregnant... Feb 2nd. I'll be induced starting the night of the 1st, if nothing happens before then, because at that point I will actually be (one week) late. That's also the day my parents are flying in, so that could be interesting and stuff, but I guess I'll cross that bridge if and when I come to it.
In non-baby news, I managed to make it through the CSI season premiere without crying, really, even though I almost cried right at the end. They did a good job of spacing out all the emotional stuff throughout the episode, so it worked out pretty well. Not sure still, how I feel about CSI: Morpheus, but time will tell, I suppose.
All this tiredness does have a few perks - I've been doing a lot of reading. I'm currently reading the Cheney Duvall series by Lynn & Gilbert Morris... which is good (I had read some of it previously, at some point), and I'm enjoying it (which is good, since I have two more books after this one, plus a three book sequel series)... but I'm finding my shortness of temper even extends to the characters at points... I'm like, "Geez, can't you two see you're crazy for each other? Hurry up and get together or something! I've been able to see this for the better part of 6 books now, what's your problem?" Sadly, they don't listen, or at least haven't yet.
I read your book / And I find it strange So I'm (finally, I suppose) listening to The DaVinci Code as an audio book. And i have this weird love-hate relationship with it. On one hand, it talks a lot (so far anyway) about Fibonacci numbers, which is interesting. And Phi. Also interesting. But on the other hand... I'm more than 20 chapters in, and I feel like most of the book so far has taken place inside the heads of each of the individual characters. Like, one character says something, which reminds the other character of a time when she was 10 and living with her grandfather, so she proceeds to think through the entire incident (5 or 10 minutes of the audio book), then resume conversation with the first character as through no time has passed (which, I'm guessing, it hasn't). This would be ok, if it didn't happen at least twice in every single conversation.
I guess the author is trying to make sure that we have all the necessary background information. It just seems a little forced or something.
Anyway. I will probably finish the book, just to see how it ends. I'm not sure how I think it should end, because I'm really not sure where it's going from here. But, as long as the author keeps throwing in semi-interesting logic puzzles, I'll probably stay at least interested enough to finish it out.
The sky starts to crash the rain on the roof starts to drumming I managed to take an hour for lunch again today… I went to Target, and bought Propel and paper towels. Which is entirely uninteresting, but saves me a stop on the way home.
Chad and I bought two apple trees this weekend. One for the front yard, and one for the back. We managed to plant the one in the front, but planned to do the one in the back yard tonight. Unfortunately, no one told the weatherman this, and now we're under a thunderstorm warning. So it'll have to be Wednesday, as I think we're both busy tomorrow night. And tonight, maybe I'll read or something… or at least pick out a book to bring to work tomorrow. I'm currently in the middle of several (which is typical), so I need to decide which one I want to finish next. Slowly but surely, I’m working through my "to read" list.
The best thing you've ever done for me / Is to help me take my life less seriously I actually took a lunch today. As in, I packed my lunch and took it to work (this in and of itself isn't unusual these days), and then (and this is the amazing part) I stopped what I was doing for an hour and took a lunch break.
I did it yesterday too.
The sad thing is, neither of those two breaks were actually used for eating... I still ate over my computer, while working (or attempting to, at any rate). Yesterday, I took the break to run down to Half Price Books and look around, specifically for a little journal-type book to use for the bible study thing -- I found one that will work great, I think, and in addition to that I found another journal that has graph paper instead of lined paper. Who thought of that? And why didn't they call me when they did? I bought it, with no specific purpose at the moment. I just miss writing on graph paper -- and today's break was spent reading (with my office mate out of the office, I could shut the door and enjoy some quiet for an hour, reading the Time Traveler's Wife. Except it wasn't really quiet, as I share an office wall with someone who projects very loudly into the phone, mostly about finance, and am around the corner from someone else who also projects into the phone (and at people in person), mostly about travel arrangements).
I might continue to take real lunch breaks. Until such time as I have too much work to do to really enjoy them (which will be, you know, right before the next big deadline). Not sure about the reading thing though... might have to take it outside, at the very least. Not just to escape the loud phone people, either. I forgot that 9/10 of my reading time is in bed, right before (and sometimes slightly after) bedtime, so when I finished my hour and stood up to open the door, I thought I was going to fall over. I didn't, but I'm still not sure if the lightheadedness had to do with the reading, being stationary for too long, or was just a fluke.
Actually, this week has been really easy, work-wise. Which is a nice change after last week, where I was rushing to get everything ready for user testing and trying not to die in the process (In the end, everything was ready, and I'm not dead yet). I attended a conference for two days, and spent some time tying up a few loose ends that slipped through the cracks last week. Since then, I've actually been inventing work to do, as I was so busy last week I forgot to ask for extra work to do this week :-P
There's a lot in my head, and very little of it particularly blog-worthy.
Book Meme Total Number of Books Owned Oh dear. A lot. And by a lot, I mean a room full. More books than I have shelves for.
Last Book Bought Umm... Strong's Exhaustive Concordance? I think? Although I pre-ordered a Lemony Snicket book that should be coming soon-ish...
Last Book Read Elsie's Girlhood. Such a great series... eventually, I'll have all of them.
Five books that mean a lot to me Lord Of The Rings (J.R.R. Tolkien): because my dad read me and my siblings the whole series. And because they are just good books. Elsie Dinsmore (Martha Finley): The first book that ever made me cry. And still makes me cry. Every time. Crocodile on the Sandbank (Elizabeth Peters): THe first of the Amelia Peabody series... which I have read soooo many times. The Bridge (Jeri Massi): First in the Bracken Trilogy. Typical princess in hiding type story... but one of my favorites. Vienna Prelude (Bodie Thoene): I have this thing for series... my first foray into historical fiction, very well written, sweet and yet not mushy, graphic and yet not horrific.
Quote of the Day: (from a daily thought e-mail I get) When you re-read a classic you do not see in the book more than you did before. You see more in you than there was before. ~ Clifton Fadiman
Annoyance of the Day (yesterday): Why, oh why, would you package a book printed in 1887 in a Tyvek envelope (the thin wrinkly envelopes used by FedEx, etc), with no bubble wrap or anything like that? After I paid like, $4 for shipping?
The book survived, not too much worse for the wear (it was hardly in mint condition to start with), but still. I mean, I send out $0.75 paperbacks in bubble wrap.
Also, eBay's new detailed ratings do not include packaging, only time to ship.
This is my brain..... in part, at least.
