July 16th, 2011 7:41 PM -05

I had every intention of kicking ass and completing the nursery this weekend.

But without her changing table and its ample storage space in place, we’re kind of at a standstill.  It’s supposed to be here on Tuesday (knock on wood), but it technically hasn’t shipped.  Wally World assigned it a tracking number yesterday yet FedEx still doesn’t have physical custody.  Grr.  I see you on the horizon, Mercury Retrograde, and I don’t like it one bit!

I’m going to run a couple errands to pick up some odds and ends tomorrow, but I have a feeling I’ll be spending a few weeknights shopping for those last items.

The good news is that we’ve picked her name!  Dan and I shook on it this morning.  For those of you in the know, SHHHH.  We’d like to keep it secret from here on out.  You tell and I’ll fake postpartum psychosis to spike your Tab with habanero juice!   On the nursery front, this that means I can order her wall letters from Etsy (either Dwelling Online or Laura Colley).

So instead of being super-productive, Season and I got pedicures and pizza.  We had every intention of going to A Woman’s Work, but they’ve nixed their weekend hours.  Only open weekdays from 9:00am to 5:00pm, they aren’t exactly working mom-friendly.  She then came over and did a Wiggle Room walk-through, pointing out the things we still need and those she found most useful for her 8 month old.

The rest of the afternoon was spent sitting on the couch with my Shrek  feet elevated, watching HGTV and working on my list o’ pediatric questions.  We won’t get to meet Wiggles’ pediatrician until after she’s born (kow), so I’m putting a list of questions in my bag.  It seems a little anal retentive, but I figure that if my brain is already this mushy, it’ll be much worse after giving birth.  Plus, I figure it’s a good test.  If she’s annoyed by my prepared list, she will not be Wiggles’ doctor.

Tomorrow I plan on cleaning up the stuff that I emptied from my office to make room for the nursery.  It involves over 10 years of files, tschotskes and just plain ole crap.

I wonder how much it would cost to rent a dumpster…

Leave a Reply