T-Minus

Eight minutes and I no longer work here. It is so strange. My office is pretty much empty. The box of most of my belongings was carried down to the car at lunch and I just have a small stack of things to carry out with me this afternoon.

I am going to miss these people. Oil and gas accounting was not interesting to me and I definately became disillusioned with it pretty fast. But, the people here made it worth coming in every day. This morning when I came into my office there were two cards. Everyone on the floor had signed them. One said good luck with the move and the new job. The other was congratulations on the baby with $125 in a Visa gift card. It was just so sweet and it brought tears to my eyes.

I am sure I'll come to have the same friendships at my new job--and I am genuinely excited about that job. But, today, knowing it's the last time I'll take the elevator down and get in my car is bittersweet.

Comforters

Let's focus on dealing with the next few days. This weekend I have the daunting task of finishing up packing things for the move. Just one week away. I have a long way to go, but it's doable.

But I don't want to be sad all weekend. Or all of the next week for that matter. I'm trying to think of things that I find comforting so that if I get sad maybe I can distract myself.

What are you favorite ways to comfort yourself?

Another Baby!

Twins?

No. No, no, I'm not having twins.

A friend at work is pregnant! She is due in December! I am so excited!!!! And sad that I won't be here to share pregnancy stories with her. But, there's always e-mail.

Geez. . . I am just so super excited about this news.

Yesterday at lunch she said she was thinking of going to buy a test on her way home from work. This morning when I came in (late. . . per usual) I was thinking to myself that I wanted to ask her about it. But, then I was thinking how I shouldn't because she may not want everyone to know or whatever. I had barely put my stuff on my desk when she came in and said "GUESS WHAT!!"

AND she hasn't told her husband yet. His birthday is Thursday and she wants to tell him on that day. I don't know how she has managed to not spill the beans. There is no way I could have kept it from my husband for three days!

Left Must Equal Right

Something is going on with the baby and my belly. It has been ongoing for the past couple of weeks.

I first noticed it in the bathtub. I was laying down in the tub nice and relaxed when I realized "hey, the right side of my belly is bigger than the left side." Immediately I thought how cute this was, because the baby must be over there. . .

Flashback to Easter 2007. We went to church with my husband's grandparents. At the front of the church there was a cross with a purple cloth draped across the arms of it. The left side of the cloth hung MUCH lower than the right side. I could not focus on ANYTHING because I wanted to get up, walk to the front of the church and straighted it out so it was even on both sides.

Back to the present situation: It kind of came and went but the past few days it has gotten more and more noticeable. Right side bigger than left. I don't know how much this bothers normal people, but it is driving me crazy. Is it his butt sticking out or what? And why doesn't he move from that spot? Is it something else? Like my spleen or something? I really have no idea. But somebody needs to explain to this kid the principles of left equaling right and all that jazz.

Lesson Learned

Two Weeks Ago:
Old Lady at Work: Are you going to breastfeed?
Emily: I haven't decided yet.
OLAW: blah blah speech about benefits of breast feeding blah blah
Emily: Well, you know it's something I want to talk about with my doctor first and it hasn't come up yet.
OLAW: Well I can tell you, you need to plan on it.
Emily: I'm looking into it.

One Week Ago:
OLAW: Have you bought maternity clothes yet?
Emily: Yes.
OLAW: I couldn't tell.
Emily: Well, I have lost weight actually, a little over 10 pounds. But, my belly is growing so I've needed stretchier pants and stuff.
OLAW: I hate how pregnant women these days wear such fitted clothing. You should wear big tent dresses so we can all wonder how big you will get.

Today:
OLAW: Oh! Emily, I was just thinking about you.
Emily: oh. . .
OLAW: A friend of mine had a baby shower this weekend. She is due in JUNE and you are already as big as she is. So I was just worried about how big of a baby you must be carrying.
Emily: Okay.
OLAW: Well, I mean you said you had LOST weight.
Emily: Yeah, I had. Still down eleven pounds actually. But the doctor said the baby is just the right size.
OLAW: Hm. Blah blah something about gestational diabetes.

For the record, last week (at 22 weeks along) I was measuring 23 weeks. . . not you know, 30.

Lesson learned: ALWAYS run away from Old Lady at Work. Do NOT think that you will actually be able to run into her without having one of these ridiculous conversations.

I Cannot Guarantee This Post Can Be Read on Your Computer. I Can't Post Directly On Your Screen.

I feel like I should whisper the next sentence, while knocking on wood.

Things are getting better.

Okay, that's said. I feel like the past few weeks every time I think life is looking up things have crashed down again. So, we'll just leave the sentence at that. A whisper and not tempt fate here.

I got a new cell phone and I am just so excited about it. I get e-mail alerts! The camera has a flash! GPS! And NO! I did not pay $500 for it. It was just $79.99 because we had to get new service. We had Verizon, but the city we are moving to poses a problem. Every time we visit family in this town we have to go outside to use our cell phones. And then the service is still sketchy at best. The "network" let us down. So when I called today to cancel our Verizon service they said that they would have to charge us the "early termination" fees (95 dollars PER phone) because *technically* said town is considered a service area for them. I told them the issue and, no kidding, they said "well, we can't guarantee that a phone will work in a building. It's not like we can put a tower in a building." But, in leiu of trying not to get angry about things that can't be changed I am just saying "whatever" on this one. I think it's stupid, but really just not worth it. So back to the real point--the new cell phone is awesome!

Zzzz

Not a lot to say today because I'm just so tired.

So, so sleepy.

Promotion and Raise! For TWO WHOLE WEEKS!

Today I was informed that I was in line for a promotion and raise here. So, that kind of sucks. I'm still excited about my new job and blah blah blah. But. . . well it still sucks. They really could have just not let me know about that. They did though. So my last paycheck will have the raise on it, just enough for me to see exactly how much more money I'd be making if I stayed. Awesome.

ALSO, on the list of things that suck at the moment-my husband is mad at his parents now. Yes, the same parents that we will be living within five minutes of in three weeks. They called his doctor because they were concerned about the dose of his ADD medicine making him irritable (which it DOES, see: all the problems since he started taking it). So, before the doctor would let him get a refill he made him come in for a visit. He went in yesterday and everyone was relieved, finally he was going back to the doctor. But the doctor told my husband that his parents had called. So, he's mad about them interferring and so on and so on. How did he handle this anger? He broke his cell phone. His parents can't even call him now, so I'm sure when they don't get in touch with him for a few days they will call me. Leaving me to explain it all. . .

I kind of feel like this is my fault. I mean, I called his Dad about a week ago because I was at the end of my rope. I knew the medicine is a factor and my husband was staying with his parents. So I called to just see if they noticed anything too. I guess they did and they called the doctor. Hopefully things will clear up now that the doctor has changed his dosage and maybe he will be less irritable. Maybe then the angry at his parents thing will just kind of dissapate? Because man, I do not want to deal with it.