No, not really. It's not a happy Monday. It's a holiday, but not an important enough holiday to get work off. . . at either job. Yay lucky me, I get to work not one, but two jobs today. Woooo. . . Poor Shane has to too, but he had to go in earlier than me AND he gets home later. Boo for being poor.
This man has walked by our office building twice now. He's a little creepy and seems out of it. His steps are short and slow, and it's almost as if he's in a daze. I hope he's ok and gets to where he's trying to go.
Shane and I went and took a look at our apartment to be last night, and we got so excited! Not only is it almost twice the size of our last apartment, but it doesn't look like it was made in the 70's, there are no stains on the floors, and we have our laundry room! Moving day cannot come soon enough!
I have a problem. I have two jobs that I don't like too much, but I LOVE the people I work with and especially my bosses at both. I have to quit one of them before baby Valarie is born, and I have an idea of which one I will be leaving, but I love both my bosses so much, I don't how to quit! I'm terrified to tell them I'm leaving! What do I do?!
I'm starting to be able to feel baby Val more, but usually it's when I'm lying down. I can't wait until I can feel all of her little movements! Oh and just so that you know, baby is currently the length of a banana! Mmmm, I like bananas! I want a smoothie.
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