we went to a concert on sunday and then ozzfest on tuesday and my ass is officially kicked. i seem to be missing a certain resilliance i once had. after ozzfest, which was in charlotte, i TRIED to drive home--i really did. but after about 50 miles i caved and made the hippie drive so i could fall into the sleep of the dead. i woke up when we almost hit a herd of deer. and then we we almost hit another one. then when we swerved to miss a possum. and then long enough to crawl from the truck to the toothbrush and into the bed. yesterday i was an actual zombie all day long. i left work at 4pm to go home and take a nap.
today i feel a ton better and have even had moments of glorious GOOD feeling mixed in with the other moments of nausea and general malaise. i still mostly wish to hibernate until the squeaker is on the outside instead of the inside. i am what you might call a wee bit short-tempered today. or maybe i am just sick of dealing with bullshit--there is a fine line. i can't tell if it's hormonal or just normal bitchiness.
all that said, i am cautiously excited about the baby. i think. it's still kind of hard for me to believe. i started making it a blanket, though. it's a tad premature to be knitting for this baby, but i figure that if something terrible happens, then the blanket can go to another home. if all goes well--i finally get to make a baby blanket for myself. :)
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