What, me worry?

So, I was asked the other day if something was causing me to worry… and I've given it a lot of thought and come up with an answer: yep.

It's actually a number of things, but nothing really huge or anything, just a lot of little things that add up to what one may call worry.

-> I was told that I am measuring about 3 or 4 weeks "big" at my last dr. appointment. It could be a miscalculation in dates, too much fluid, gestational diabetes, a big ol baby or nothing at all. Either way, I'm not really worried about that as much as…

-> I don't think this babe is gonna wait until September to come, I'm feeling more like the end of August, which means…

-> I really want to get working on the nursery. I know that he'll sleep next to our bed for awhile, but I still need a place for his stuff – clothes, dipes, etc. And, it's part of my whole nesting thing – I want it done! LOL. But of course, I can't do a lot of what needs to be done, which means…

-> I hate feeling useless. I want to do stuff for myself!! I hate waiting for other people to get stuff done, and worse than that, I absolutely HATE nagging to get said stuff done. Which means…

-> I'm bored. And frustrated. And uncomfortable already. And that all worries me. Kind of.

I should get out in the yard and get some weeds pulled. I want to get the carpets cleaned soon. Scrapbooking calls my name, but only when I can't get to it. Some days, it feels like all I do is get up, get breakfast for the boy, get us both dressed, come home and do dishes and laundry, take a shower, go to bed and start over again. Oh, wait…

I'm not sure what I'm looking for exactly. Accomplishments maybe. Things are good. Life is good. The business is picking up again, thankfully, and the money should follow, which means that I'll be able to pay bills without robbing Peter to pay Paul so to speak every month.

I want more stuff done around the house. These white builder-painted walls are getting so gross and icky. My bathroom is so blah. I think I'm just bored with everything. It's simply the control freak in me.

Perhaps some more exercise would help. I've been doing some basic yoga moves every morning and evening to keep loose and stretch, but I could really stand to go for a walk every day (somehow!).

So there you have it, in a nutshell.

Michigan just won the women's softball championship – first time a team in the eastern time zone has won; first time Michigan has ever played for it, let alone won. Very cool.

I'm out – gotta get to bed. My big boy will be up early, and I need the rest to keep up with his silliness first thing in the morn!!