Each week that goes by brings us a little closer to having a baby in the house. It’s gotten to a point that we know we’re pressed for time to get everything done that we need to get done. We’d started cleaning out the bedroom but ran into some space issues that required some creative thinking. Basically in the scheme of things, we needed to move a filing cabinet out of that room and into my “study.” However the study was already crammed to the gills with stuff to begin with and there was just no way a filing cabinet would fit without moving something out.
So, the big bookshelf (on the right of the TV in the picture) went into the living room, I put shelves on the walls to hold the books that were in that bookshelf and moved my futon to the opposite wall so the filing cabinet could go beside my desk. We also moved the shelf to the left of the TV from its past location which was behind the couch. We pushed the sofa and the love seat out some, giving us a bit more living room in our living room.
So in the scheme of things we (more practically “I” since Samantha cannot lift any meaningful weight at this point) moved about 7 pieces of furniture, installed shelves on the wall, and basically upended the house in order to get a filing cabinet in a particular spot. If I didn’t know better I’d be calling us OCD…but neat freaks we are definitely not.
Next stop, putting baby stuff in baby’s room. I’m not going to take any crappy cell phone pictures of that until it’s ready, then I’ll give you a nice 360 degree tour of the place.
In other news, Samantha is having odd dreams again. Night before last I was rudely awakened by a blinding light at what must have been around 2am. I’m thankful I wasn’t having an alien anal probe nightmare because I REALLY would have freaked out. Anyway, Samantha was standing by the door, light switch in hand saying “Ohhh…..shit!” I was quite flummoxed and had no clue what was going on.
Evidently she thought I was covered in ants and beat on me with her pregnant woman body pillow before throwing it across the room to smash into my bedside table lamp, absolutely pulverizing the shade (she did buy me a new one.) Wonder what other odd dreams I’ll be drawn into before this 9 months is up.