i’m supposed to go for lunch with fancy nancy today but she was supposed to call me last night and didn’t so i don’t know what’s up.
it’s still early so i could be proactive (or catch up on my procrastination, whatever you wanna call it) and sort my laundry so i can do it right at 8am, when we’re allowed to. i have almost everything that i own to wash, so i’m going to pakc up the stuff that doesn’t fit me anymore whether it’s dirty or not and then it will look as if i only have a load to do. and then, i will end up maybe putting less pressure on myself to lose the baby weight after july, since i won’t wanna do a shitload of laundry. i’ve been planning this for a coupla weeks, now.
this will mean trying on a lot of clothes, including my bikini. and i know the bottoms fit, but i doubt that the top does.
this is the new bikini that i wanna get, when i have some idea of how ginormous my boobs will be next month. the top is for C/D sizes, so i think that i could maybe rock the breastfeeding look without too much esteem damage.
it’s still too cold for bikini weather, so i will have to wait.
my BONUS moment of the week was going to library to find that they had the newest Dean Koontz book in hardcover. the reason this kicks ass is that normally, i have to wait a million years after a book comes out to get it, cuz there’s normally 10,000 people who go online and put it on hold before i even know it’s coming out. (note, you do not RENT from a library, you BORROW.) then they all get to BORROW it, first. then it’s my turn and i get a book that seems new, cuz i haven’t read it before, but it’s covered in coffee rings and someone has pencilled in notes in the margins. and not even good notes or fun, dirty drawings.
i feel asleep while watching 12 monkeys last night, which i had seen manymanymany times before and this was not a testament to the overall goodness of the film. it WAS a testament to pregnancy and my cat, who no longer lets me take my one or two naps a day.
