Sore day
I don’t know how I slept last night, but it must have been all twisted up because when I woke up this morning (thankfully many hours after when I normally would — thanks to my actually having a weekend off! yay!) my back was killing me! This must be how a pretzel feels like when it wakes up.
My dad is on his way right now — probably only about 2.5 hours out — to come and stay with us for a while, hopefully until the baby comes! Which should be any time now, but I realize we’ve been saying that for several weeks now. (so has Jen’s midwife!)
It is just amazing hot here. I think it might be about time to move the fan back into the bedroom again. I can’t wait until we move into the new house — at least there the bedroom is not the highest level in the house. Hopefully the hot air won’t get trapped up there.