Nesting

Can I nest before I'm even preggers?

Well, I finally got a bed frame for our guest bed. Thank you, Craigslist. No more mattress on the floor! Instead of setting it up in the guest room and then having to move it into it's new home (guest room/office) in about 10 or 11 months (hoping), I just went ahead and set up our new combo room. Which is basically a guest room with a desk and my craft stuff in which sometimes I do homework in.

So now there's an empty room just waiting to be furnished for a baby. If only my body would get on board. Sometimes I just go in there and look around. Is that weird?

Don't get me started on how it's going to be decorated. Because I already have that shit planned out too.

Too much?

Listen, I'm just not going to be one of those under-prepared pregnant women who don't even have paint up on the wall when they're 38 weeks pregnant and then they give up on having their shit together because they're too huge to care and then they're too busy with a baby afterward and the room is never finished.

I will have a fully decorated, kick ass nursery by 25 to 30 weeks, gauranteed. I will have clothes washed, bag packed, and diapers ready to go.

THIS is how ready I am.

On my side.

Maybe karma is on my side after all... My car only costs $200 to fix. Not $500 like I thought. We're going to pick it up tonight as well as go check out a Hondamatic Chris is looking into buying. I know I'll eat my words saying this, but I'm pretty sure we should have just gotten him his motorcycle when he wanted it last year instead of buying the Vespa. But, the past is the past. We sold the Vespa and now he'll have what he wanted all along. I swear if it ends up sitting in the garage unused like the scooter they'll be heaven to pay.

I'm going to list my Hyundai on Craigslist in a few days when I get it all cleaned up. If I can sell it for what I want, I'll be getting a bigger vehicle soon. No financing crap though. Straight up cash. My goal is to never have to make monthly payments on a car again as long as I live. I'm hoping to find a Jeep, small-ish SUV, or some kind of wagon. Definitely need something with 4 doors. Definitely going to go by Kent's car lot. Hoping he could cut me a little bit of a deal since my brother is married to his daughter. We'll see.

So, Clomid round 2 starts next week. We'll give it another go.

Broken parts.

My body is all "Oh, you want me to ovulate? Nah, I don't feel like it."

Gah!

And then my car breaks costing $500 to fix. Then the lawn mower breaks.

Is karma out to get me?!

So True.

"It is not man's job to convert, convict, or condemn."

My friend, Daniel Bass, posted that recently. So true.

Stupid pine trees.

If it weren't for these:



I could have a beautiful one of these:



So, I'm kinda getting into cacti right now. I'd love to have a nice, cactus/rock garden. It's perfect for the amount of time I currently have to garden, which is almost none. Plus, a lot of the plants I put in this spring have since withered away under the pressure of the Georgia heat. I can't get outside to water them every day and rain isn't the most common thing these days.

The problem with all the pine trees I have in my yard is that they poop pine needles year-round onto EVERYTHING. It's a constant battle between me and those trees. If I were to find the money to buy some cacti and rocks, I'm not even sure that I'd be able to keep the pine poop off of them.

I'll have to do some serious searching around my yard to see if there is one corner/spot that isn't completely littered with needles. We'll see...

I need some damn breathing exercises.

So much for not getting stressed. My doctor's office is BEYOND annoying the crap out of me. I've had to deal with clerical errors (which set me a month behind), the run-around, misinformation, and any other annoying thing you can think of.

I was supposed to go in today for my last ultrasound before the Clomid (to start on Monday). I followed directions, called, and they told me that I was told wrong. I'm supposed to come in on Monday for the ultrasound and start the Clomid Monday or Tuesday. But wait! Monday is the Dr.'s on-call day. So, I can't schedule an appointment right now. I have to call Monday morning at 8:30 and see when I can come in. I told them I work 9-6. I can't just drop whatever I'm doing and come in whenever they tell me to. But, of course, there is no other option.

I'm thankful for an understanding Manager that lets me leave work and make up hours whenever I need to. If I had any other job right now, I'd be screwed.

So, with all that said, I'm shopping around for another Dr. Any suggestions? I just can't imagine getting the run-around throughout my entire pregnancy.

To the most fertile woman in the world:

Congratulations, Lily!!! (And Goose!)

We're all hoping you get the girl you want, but pretty sure you're getting another boy. Daniel said it just wouldn't be right to add a girl in the mix. Then we could no longer say "the Bilsland boys" when referring to your kids.

So excited for youuuuuuuuuu!!!!!!!!!!