Just Stuff

I'm tired. I'm tired of coming home to cat vomit and a dirty house. Sometimes I wish my husband would just take it upon himself to clean this house. It's not horrible, but I'm sure getting sick of its sad state of affairs. And I sure as hell don't want to clean it.

Before I become really depressed I should probably change the subject. So work is a little weird right now. Everyone is just waiting and waiting to hear when the Shuttle launch will happen. I'm hoping it happens sooner rather than later because if it doesn't happen until September, I will likely miss the momentous occasion due to maternity leave. I was hoping to be a part of all the action with my baby still in my belly. But if it does happen in September, I will be cheering from the hospital or my home or wherever I am with my baby, celebrating our own momentous occasion as well.

I'm hoping husband Robert makes it home relatively early today because we need to buy groceries. This is another drawback of being giant and pregnant. I don't want to unload groceries, so I refuse to go to the grocery store by myself. It's also raining right now, so that kind of sucks too.

On my way to work today I thought about trying to win Stevie Nicks tickets for her concert July 16, which is Saturday, but then I remembered that it will probably be too loud. Not a problem, since it was just a thought and I wouldn't be heartbroken at missing Stevie Nicks. I mean, I probably wouldn't buy tickets to see her, I just wanted to try to win some. I am a little concerned, however, that we may miss the Austin City Limits Festival scheduled for Sept. 23-25. I just don't see us getting out and doing something that early on after the baby's born. And I wouldn't want to leave her with anyone yet. But I am still a little depressed about it. Is this selfish? I'm sure my emotions will totally change after the baby's born. The lineup this year is just absolutely amazing. Robert and I went last year and the year before, but only bought one-day passes when we went so we missed a bunch of bands. Robert couldn't get off work the other days. I just can't help thinking of how amazing that festival is. Oh well.