Look- if you can't have a baby, have a pedicure. Right? And eventually when the baby comes, you will all have beautiful toes.
After the pedicure, you know what we did. Of course you do! We ate lunch where Jason dropped Gibson off, we went to Costco, and then Lily and Gibson and I went to Publix and then we picked up Owen at school. I drove them all home and came back home myself where I caught up on my chores.
So. Another very busy day.
In which our woman-babe was not born. But, you know- it's not midnight yet. Anything could happen.
When I was at Publix, I pulled out my grocery list which I'd stuck in my purse on the way out of the house. I scanned it and found that something had been added to it.
He had to give me a little refresher course in how to drive a Prius.
So. I've unloaded all my junk from the Honda to the Prius and I am ready to enjoy long stretches of time where I do not have to visit the gas station.
I feel overwhelmed with it all. I truly do. Too much, even of goodness is too much sometimes. For me, stuck as I am in my ruts and routines, my comfort zones, my little tiny world, it can be a lot to take in.
I shall ponder it all tonight, I am sure. And by the way- my toes are beautiful.