Kristin, much strength to you, and love.
We've been running around all day, first to the good outlet grocery store on the Eastside (well worth the drive--unlike the chain Grocery Outlet stores, this place has an incredible selection of natural foods and cleaning products), then to my parents' place (I now own a Cusinart, with many attachments including a pasta maker, and an electric teakettle that is somehow both ancient and still in its box), then to Ikea (only purchase: hot dogs) and Babysaurus, where we got a booster thing that attaches to the table itself instead of getting a high chair.
We have organic rice cereal, and a jar each of organic bananas and organic pears. With the Cusinart, I'll be making up a bunch of slurpy blueberries to freeze in the extra ice cube tray we got from Mother. (Who, incidentally, kept pronouncing "pasta" with that weird flat "a" until it was pointed out to her that she was doing so.)
Six months comes up in a week. We'll be introducing solids in the next couple.
We are prepped and ready.
I can't believe it. I just lost yet another contact lens. At least there is a couple of months between this one and the last one -- but that's three in one year.
It just flipped from my finger right down into the drain.
::head explodes::
Damn. The local area Kindercare has an infant slot, but it's $350 a week.
That's, I think, $125 a week more than the one in Lynnwood where our friends have their baby (I contacted Kindercare based on how much they liked their center), and about half my estimated weekly takehome if I get an Eastside contract at about what they usually pay me.
Damn.
That having a baby thing is $$$$.
I hope you find a good daycare that isn't nearly so costly!
Thanks, everyone. My week has continued to get worse, believe it or not, as I found out today that my guest house is an illegal dwelling. I will likely have to find a new place and move within the next couple of months.
This shit can stop any time now.
Crap. I killed the thread.
Ummm.
Porn?
t runs through thread in fishnets and a halter top
Ahhh...angst and porn. What could be more Spike-like?
Seriously, Kristin? Did the guy spring a surprise visit on the guest house or something? I just got back from the theater and have not checked LJ or anything.
Sean, check my LJ. The second to most recent entry has the email from my landlady that started the fiasco.
