out of the frying pan and into the fire

We spent last weekend dismantling my office (sigh…) and turning it into the baby’s room (gasp!).  I can’t believe we’re already at this point.

Okay, maybe I can.  I’m huge, and while for some reason I can’t resist the urge to lift boxes and move furniture, I’m exhausted.  It’s a little harder to be in denial about changes ahead when you are mid-3rd trimester, though I frequently give that a go.

Having a new (marginally housebroken) rescue dog is maybe good for me so I don’t get too smug about having things under control.  I think I do best when there is some level of chaos.

Still, right now, all I really want to do is put my feet up.

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