Free to Good Home August 3, 2009
I’m in the process of redoing my office and am going through all of my books in the process. I’ve got a few infertility books that I no longer need if anyone is interested. (I have no idea if anyone who these would be appropriate for even reads my blog anymore, but I thought I’d offer them up anyway.)
The first two I bought before my first IVF cycle. I found them helpful, but I do think they’re geared more towards someone just starting out in the IVF world. They are:
The other two I bought after I had a few cycles under my belt and was researching other options. I thought they were both really great books. They are:
Helping the Stork: The Choices and Challenges of Donor Insemination
So, if anyone would like one or more of them just shoot me an email (address in the sidebar,) and I’ll pop them in the mail.
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ETA: The first two books have now been spoken for.
The Ike Experience September 19, 2008
Hurricane Ike came through town overnight Friday as expected. The storm itself was pretty scary, but the aftermath is something else.
We lost power around midnight Friday night and just now got it back this morning, a mere 6.5 days later. There are so many other people still waiting, though. Houston’s heat without A/C is not fun. It took me over 4 hours to get Adam to sleep on Saturday night, because he was so darn hot. Thankfully we had a cool front come through which made things bearable.
We were pretty cut off from the world at first. It was Wednesday before we had a working home phone and cell phones. Obviously email was out of the question even from Dan’s blackberry. It’s weird not to be able to communicate with people.
We were lucky not to suffer any major damage. I know the same can’t be said for many people. There are trees down everywhere, and the flooding was bad even up here. Those poor coastal cities were just devastated. It’s so sad to see so many people lose everything.
The first gas stations in our area opened on Tuesday, although you wouldn’t want to be anywhere near those long lines if you didn’t have to. We have grocery stores open now, too, which eases one of my main concerns. It’s not easy to be on such a restrictive diet when you’re dealing with these kind of issues. I can’t eat a can of ravioli for dinner like most people, so it eases my mind tremendously to know that we have both power and a way to get groceries.
As miserable as we were for a while there, I feel fortunate to have come through this thing ok. The experience is making me appreciate the things we take for granted every day: air conditioning, refrigerators, dishwashers, washers & dryers, microwaves, baby monitors, TVs, computers, and the all important internets! I’m very relieved to have all of the above back at my disposal now.
My thoughts are with all of the people who lost loved ones or who will have to rebuild their lives from scratch. What we experienced were inconveniences. Those people are truly suffering.
Just My Luck September 12, 2008
Quite a bit has happened since my last post.
My grandfather passed away. Adam injured his leg requiring a seven hour jaunt first to the pediatrician and then to the ER. He ended up spending a week in a splint but thankfully is ok now. Then he had a bad reaction to a new food and went on a food strike that we’re still trying to recover from.
It seems to be one thing after another, and now it’s Hurricane Ike. It’s headed right for us here in Houston. We live on the north side of town and were not told to evacuate. We were told to shelter in place so that the people living in areas that will be affected by the storm surge could get out. It’s pretty much impossible to evacuate all of Houston at once.
So, we made preparations and are hunkering down at home. The eye is supposed to go right over our area, and we’re expecting 85mph sustained winds with gusts to 100mph in our neighborhood. The worst will come overnight. We’ll undoubtedly lose power, so I who knows when I’ll be back on the computer after tonight.
I’m nervous, but hopefully we’ll be ok. I hope the city officials knew what they were talking about when they told us to stay put. I think the worst will come as a result of storm surge, and we’re not at risk of that here. The coastal areas are going to get it very badly, though.
So, that’s the latest here. It’s pretty sad when it takes a hurricane to break my blog silence, but we’ve been in a rough patch lately. Hopefully Ike won’t add too much to that.
What Now? July 20, 2008
You know you’re a sucky blogger when people leave comments on your last post politely reminding you that you haven’t posted in forever. I guess I have no real excuse. Adam keeps me very busy these days, but I know it’s more than that that’s kept me from my blog the past couple of months.
I guess the older Adam gets (he’s 18 months now!) the further away I get from the me that I picture as the author of this blog. I don’t know if that makes sense, but I’m finding myself gaining at least some closure on the whole infertility subject. Don’t get me wrong, I am forever changed by what we went through. I’m not the same person I was before I jabbed myself with a needle. I’m not the same kind of mom I would have been without going through IVF hell. The more I spend time with Adam, though, the more my heart is healed. I don’t want to think about infertility hell and the person I was while in it on a daily basis anymore.
I don’t really know what that means for this blog. Obviously I suck as a “mommy blogger.” I never intended to be one. And it’s not like we’re going to be jumping back in the IVF ring again anytime soon, or ever. So, where does that leave me?
I do know that there are some things that I’d like to get out of my head and onto “paper.” I’ve been meaning to devote a post to breastfeeding for the longest time. It’s important to me to do at least that. Before Adam was born I wasn’t even sure how long we’d last. And those first couple of months made me wonder even more. Well, here we are at a year and a half and still going strong, and I think that is worth a post or two. So, maybe I’ll get around to that at some point.
There are other things that come to mind when I think about what I could blog about. Like how things are so different than I expected them to be. I’m so much more of an AP kind of parent that I ever imagined.
I know there is stuff I can blog about. I guess I just need to figure out if I have the motivation to do so anymore. I’ll leave ya with a recent pic of our little man until I can figure out what the heck I’m doing here.
16 Months (and a few days) May 14, 2008
Adam hit the 16 month mark on the 10th. Our most recent news comes on the allergy front.
After a long wait, we finally got in to see Adam’s new allergist last week. It was not an easy visit, combining the fact that Adam decided to start his day extra early, a drive into the Medical Center during rush hour, a missed morning nap, and a 2.5 hour stay at Texas Children’s in which Adam hit meltdown mode, but we managed to survive.
The allergist said that we’re doing everything right, and her one main suggestion was to run some blood tests. Like every other doctor we’ve consulted on the issue, she said that Adam’s symptoms are consistent with cell mediated intolerances as opposed to IgE allergies, the kind that show up on blood tests, but that she wanted to make sure anyway. She ordered a CBC and an overall IgE level as well as IgE levels for about 10 different foods.
After heading back home for a much needed nap, we ventured out to the lab. Even a well rested Adam does not like to have his blood drawn. He screamed the entire time it took to draw four vials. We both lived to see another day, though, and we should get the results back at the end of this week or beginning of the next
The allergist wants to see us back in 1-3 months depending on how Adam’s doing as well as on how the test results come back. Until then, we keep plugging away at our food trials hoping to find something else that Adam can tolerate. We haven’t had any success in that department lately, but onward we go.
So, while my not so little guy (I realized he’s now half my height and nearly a quarter of my weight) turns 16 months, I turn 31 years. Yep, it’s my birthday today. I’d like to think I’m another year wiser, but who knows. I had actually managed to convince myself that I was actually turning 30 instead of 31 this year for awhile there. Gotta love denial.
My New Sparkly April 24, 2008
Dan and I got engaged when we were beyond broke college students. Thinking back it’s almost comical to realize all the things we did in order to save money. Dan didn’t even have a part time job at the time, so he cashed in his meal plan in order to buy my ring.
That ring will always be special to me. I was wearing it when I got married. I was wearing it during every single IVF retrieval and transfer. I was wearing it when I gave birth to Adam.
Dan has always promised me a new ring for our 10th anniversary. And believe it or not, that’s coming up next month. I spent a lot of time researching diamonds, settings, and vendors before I made my decision. It was a really fun process. Who knew there was so much to learn beyond the 4 C’s?
I’ve been waiting with excited anticipation the past few weeks as my ring was being made. I found out yesterday afternoon that it was complete and got the images this morning. Woo hoo! I am over the moon!
I can’t wait to get it now. Of course I’ll have to find some more patience somewhere as I wait for our actual anniversary on the 16th to wear it. It’s gonna be hard, though, because I can’t wait to put it on my finger!
Another Year, Another Blogiversary April 19, 2007
Three years ago today I started this blog. I really didn’t know where I was going with it when I started it. It wasn’t like I really intended it to be a record of our multi year infertility saga. I guess no one really plans for that, though.
I also don’t really know where I’m going with this blog now. I honestly don’t know what I would have done if I hadn’t had this place to vent while going through all of the IVF crap, but things are different now. I’ve somehow managed to come out on the other side with a son. I honestly didn’t believe it would ever happen, but it did.
I don’t really need to vent anymore. I can honestly say that I’m happier now than I ever have been. Sure, I’m finding some aspects of parenting to be challenging, but it’s nothing like the challenges of the IVF days.
I don’t really feel like a “mommy blogger.” Hell, I still have to pinch myself most days. I guess I just don’t really know what to post anymore.
I don’t think I’m ready to stop blogging, and I know that even if that were the case I’d leave my blog up. I know what it feels like to be googling away trying to find someone going through something similar. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve found solace in a fellow blogger’s words.
As weird as it may sound, I guess it’s going to take some time for me to get used to not being an infertility patient. IVF was my life for a good chunk of time. I invested everything in it. It truly consumed me, and that’s how it had to be. I wouldn’t have been able to do it any other way.
Now I’m using syringes to give Adam medicine instead of sticking a needle on the end to jab myself for the umpteenth time. Am I thankful? Hell yes. I’ve never been more thankful for anything in my life. Is it still an adjustment? Yep.
I guess part of me will always see myself that way, though. It goes deeper than seeing myself as one half of an infertile couple. There’s a chunk of me that I think will always identify with being an IVF patient. We just went through too much to ever forget it, ya know.
However, I do want to be able to move forward at the same time. Remembering what we went through to get Adam is what is making me the kind of parent I’m turning out to be, but thankfully I’m now also able to put the bitterness and sadness that I experienced for so many years to the side and focus on living my life with our little guy.
So, who really knows where I’ll head with this blog. It sure has saved me the past 3 years. I wonder if it will take me through the next 3.
The Stork Has Landed January 11, 2007
The big day has finally arrived! Adam Daniel was born last night at 9:44 pm. He weighs 6 pounds, 10 ounces, and is 19 inches long. He gave us quite a scare by being reluctant to start breathing after being born, but he got going after a bit of stimulation. He also had some trouble maintaining his breathing in the transition nursery, and so he spent the night in the Level II NICU under observation. He did a great job overnight, though, and we spent some time with him there at 4:30 and again at 6:00 this morning. He is now in the room with us and doing great, although very sleepy after all that hard work.
What a Difference a Year (or Two or Three) Can Make January 1, 2007
I just went and read through my last posts of 2004 and 2005. It’s not like I don’t remember, but reading it brings it back to the forefront.
We’ve had some tough years. We started trying to conceive at the end of 2001. Dan got his azoospermia diagnosis towards the end of 2003. 2004 was spent with a ton of testing on Dan’s part, some on mine, two surgeries for him, and IVF #1 and FET #1.
2005 brought IVF #2 and my first chemical, FET #2, IVF #3 and the miscarriage that followed, as well as the passing of our sweet kitty, Dixie.
Then came 2006. We started the year off with IVF #4 in January and ended up with another chemical. Thankfully we had some to freeze and spent April and May doing FET #3.
And then, somehow, our luck changed. I’ll never understand it. Not in a million years, but it did. After some concerning non doubling betas, we got to the part that we never had before, a heartbeat. I continued to be scared ultrasound after ultrasound, but somehow they all managed to go well.
Then at the end of July we bought our first house, a definite milestone for 11 year veteran apartment dwellers. A couple of weeks later we moved back to Houston from our one year jaunt over to Lafayette.
2006 wasn’t all smooth sailing. Our Level II brought some concerning news at the end of August. (Thankfully most of it has now been resolved.) Then we lost our sweet kitty, Muffy, at the end of November to renal failure.
December was spent in an attempt to prepare for the little guy’s arrival. Yesterday, the last day of 2006, marked 36 weeks of this pregnancy. It was definitely a nice way to bring in the new year.
This pregnancy made 2006 an unbelievable year. I never thought it would happen. Throughout every episode of anxiety, every second of disbelief, I have truly enjoyed this experience. Now I sit here at the beginning of another year anxiously awaiting the little guy’s arrival. We’ve only got two weeks left, give or take a little bit.
I honestly don’t think I would have been able to appreciate this experience as nearly as much as I have if we hadn’t gone through all of that other crap to get here. It sucked beyond belief to have to go through, and I hate so much that other people are going through that kind of hell right this very minute, but I have no doubt that it changed my outlook on things.
I am still incredibly nervous that something will happen in the next couple of weeks to make my dream turn into another nightmare, but I’m hoping with all of my heart that 2007 brings with it a safe entrance into this world for the little guy. That would truly be a dream come true and would make the long journey more than worth every second of it.
Christmas Wishes December 25, 2006
There are lots of things swirling around in my head right now that I could have blogged about today. However, there’s one thought that keeps coming back to me.
I know how hard the holidays can be when you’re infertile. The past few Christmases have been extremely hard for me to get through. This is the first year in a long time that I haven’t cried sad tears this time of year, and I so wish that the holiday season, and today in particular for many people, didn’t have to be so heartbreaking.
So, my wish this Christmas is that if you’re still in the trenches, whether it be that you’re dealing with the aftermath of another failed cycle, or popping pills and shooting up in anticipation of starting a new one, or waiting for a referral, or just waiting to figure out what comes next, that this is the last holiday season that you have to spend in that place. I wish for that so much.
Birthday Wishes December 14, 2006
Someone I know and love is celebrating a big birthday today. It’s Dan’s 30th.
I really hope he has a good birthday. He so deserves it. He’s such a great husband, and he has been such a wonderful partner throughout all of this pregnancy stuff. That actually comes as no surprise since he’s always been a fabulous partner through everything including all of the ups and downs that came along with infertility and IVF.
I still hate that Thanksgiving sucked, but I have to say that it warmed my heart to watch Dan stick up for me 110%. It’s not like I doubted that he would, but even thinking about it now just makes my heart swell. He’s definitely a keeper, that one.
I can’t wait for him to be a dad, and I’m so very thankful that instead of another sad birthday spent mourning the latest failed cycle or loss that this year we can look forward to the future. This morning Dan told me that he dreamt of the little guy last night, that he was here and we were a family. I so hope his birthday dream comes true.
Happy Birthday, honey!!! I love you so very much.
Choppy Seas November 29, 2006
I don’t always expect things to be smooth sailing. I truly don’t. I’ve learned that’s impossible. However, it is hard when things seem to pile on at once.
I haven’t blogged about Thanksgiving yet, because Muffy deserved her own post. That was enough tough stuff to put out there at once. Thanksgiving sucked, though. Boy, did it suck.
My mother in law came into town early which turned out not to be a great thing. I don’t think I’ve ever felt like my toes were stepped on more. I spent a ton of time and energy planning everything out in advance, and it was beyond frustrating to feel like someone else was taking over my gig.
Things came to a head right as we were all getting ready to sit down for dinner Thursday night when my MIL turned to me and in a not so pleasant tone said, “Amanda, just relax.” Oh, you know I can’t get enough of that phrase. She kept going, and I lost it and headed toward the bedroom in tears. Dan tried to explain things to his mom, but she laid into him, too. He joined me in the bedroom, and we hung out in there with the kitties while everyone else ate dinner. Lovely, huh?
Things just went downhill later in the evening when we were attempting to “discuss” things with his mom. It was pointless. Hell, she even accused me of hating Dan’s brother. I have no freaking clue where she got that one since there’s not a hint of truth there.
One thing I’ll never forget is that when I mentioned that watching my cat grow closer and closer to death by the day was putting me under a tremendous amount of stress without having to deal with the other drama, she stood up and yelled at me, “This is not about the cat.” Three days later Muffy was gone. If you can’t understand how having my beloved furball go downhill affects me then you’ll never be able to understand me period.
It was all just a mess, and I’m glad it’s over now. I don’t think I’ll be hosting another holiday like that again anytime soon. Or ever for that matter.
The stress of the past couple of weeks is taking its toll. I had an OB appointment today, and I’ve only gained 1.5 pounds since my last visit 4 weeks ago. I had actually gained more but ended up actually losing weight over Thanksgiving. My fundal height measurement is now behind by a week and a half as a result. I know it’s the stress. I’ve cried more tears in the last week than I have in a really, really long time.
I go back to the OB in 2 weeks. Hopefully things will pick up, both on an emotional level and from a weight perspective, by then. I know I have to live the grief that comes as a result of Muffy’s death. Oh, how I miss her so very much. However, I’m choosing not to focus on my MIL’s drama. I’m venting about it to get it out of my system, but there are so many more important things in my life to focus on right now: honoring Muffy’s memory, making sure Salvador is loved and snuggled, taking care of the little guy, and getting through it all with Dan. How can the drama be more important than all of that? It just can’t.
The Big 3-0 November 20, 2006
I hit the 30 week mark yesterday. That’s just unreal to me. I mean, we have at most 9 weeks left. I can’t wrap my brain around that at all.
There are other things going on right now that are keeping me from really digesting the whole 30 week milestone. The big one is that Muffy isn’t doing well at all. We’re watching her display the same exact symptoms that Dixie did towards the end of her battle with renal failure. It’s impossible to predict how much time she has left with us, but I don’t think it’s a whole lot. I’m trying to stay strong and make sure she’s well taken care of and loved, but it’s impossible for me not to feel like an emotional mess over the whole situation.
We’re also hosting Thanksgiving for the first time this year. Both Dan’s family and mine will be in attendance, so that makes for a total of 14 people including the two of us. Everyone except one of Dan’s brothers who lives in town will be staying over at least one night. We’ll have 13 people sleeping here Thursday night. It’s going to be a full house. I guess those 4.5 bathrooms will finally come in handy.
While I’m glad everyone will be able to get together for the holiday, the timing isn’t too great given the whole Muffy situation. It’s not like these things can be planned, though. I just hope it all works out.
Twins! September 24, 2006
No, not that kind of twins. Car twins.
Dan and I bought new cars yesterday, Accords to be more exact. It was a long time coming. The process wasn’t as bad as I had prepared myself for. We went the internet salesperson route and got a really good deal with less hassle.
I thought I would be fine with one of the lower end models, but after seeing the EX with leather that Dan wanted, it was a pretty easy decision. So, our cars are identical except for the color. Mine’s the silver one.
I told Dan yesterday that after that we’re done spending money. After the house, the furniture, the cars, well I’m feeling a bit overwhelmed. I feel fortunate that we’re now in a place where we can do this, though. It’s amazing what happens when you’re not dropping $75K on IVF.
Of course it’s crossed my mind like a billion times that I’m jinxing things. All of this stuff will mean absolutely nothing if the little guy doesn’t make it. I know I shouldn’t think that way, but it’s impossible not to for a paranoid nut like me.
Today, though, things are good, and I’m very, very grateful. I hit the 22 week mark today, too, so that’s definitely a good thing as well.
Meds Up for Grabs September 7, 2006
If any of my fellow out of pocketers are cycling right now or in the immediate future and need either Repronex or PIO, I have a little of both that I’d like to donate. I have four vials of Repronex with an expiration date of 10/06 and one bottle of 100mg/mL PIO (the double strength good stuff) with an expiration date of 9/30/06. If you can use either or both, please shoot me an email. My address is over there in the sidebar.
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Both the Repronex and PIO have now been spoken for. I wish I could play Santa with IF meds more often.
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Maggie has generously offered her leftover meds for donation. She has 6 Follistim cartridges (600IU), a follistim pen and 6 ganirelix acetate injection 0.5 ml. If you’re interested, send me an email so I can pass it along to her. Thanks Maggie!
That’s a Crapload of Furniture August 25, 2006
Today was our big shopping expedition day, and man did we do some damage. Good thing we have practice handing over large sums of money after going through all of our cycles.
We purchased things for several rooms:
-A table and chairs for the breakfast area
-A table and chairs for the dining room
-A desk for Dan’s office
-A sofa and matching chair along with a leather chair and ottoman for the living room
-A coffee table and end tables for the living room
I think that’s plenty for one day’s work. We had most of it picked out ahead of time, so it didn’t take too long to walk into the various stores and hand over our credit card.
Some of the stuff was in stock and some will have to be ordered. As nice as it would be to get it all right away, it will be fun to have new stuff arrive every week or so for the next month.
There’s not too much going on right now besides the house stuff. I am most definitely getting spoiled by the fact that Dan is taking time off from work. I love having him home. Unfortunately, we’ve got to pay for all of this house stuff somehow so he’ll have to head back to the firm a week from Tuesday. Don’t think I won’t be enjoying the heck out of our time together until then, though. I know what kind of hours he’ll be working once he starts back.
I Love Me Some Internets August 20, 2006
Yesterday we finally got our own internet connection up and running. Thank goodness. I was starting to go a little crazy. So was Dan. It’s still surreal to be living in this house, but each day it feels a little more like it’s actually ours.
One thing about moving from a tiny apartment, one whose furniture was purchased during college, law school, and the days of massive IVF spending, to a nice new house is that we’re going to need to do some serious furniture shopping. We went and scoped things out on Friday and found some things we liked.
We’re going to have to wait just a bit before we can start making major purchases, though. Making our down payment and paying closing costs pretty much put our bank accounts into shock, but thankfully Dan will be receiving a nice clerkship bonus when he starts back at the firm. Then it will be time to do some serious damage.
There’s not a ton to report on the pregnancy front. I hit 17 weeks today, and I’m still a big scaredy cat. I’m just so worried that my body is going to fail the little guy in there. My MTHFR stuff puts me at a higher risk of preeclampsia, and having my cervix manually dilated so many times in the past may put me at an increased risk of incompetent cervix. I can’t help but worry about that stuff.
I am so very grateful to have gotten so far, but I just cannot sit back and relax as some people have suggested I do. I can’t buy baby stuff. I can’t decide on a name. I just can’t assume that everything is going to work out. I can hope, though, and that’s what I’m doing every second.
We Made It August 16, 2006
Oh, I’m so glad we’re done with that. The movers came Monday morning, and after some apartment cleaning we hit the road and headed to Houston Monday afternoon. I think the hardest part of any move for me is disrupting my kitties, but they fared the trip well.
The movers dropped off our stuff yesterday afternoon, and we’ve been busy unpacking ever since. We have our cable and phone working now, but alas no internet. As you can see that hasn’t stopped me from getting online, though. Hopefully it will be working soon, so we can stop “borrowing” our neighbors wireless.
It’s definitely been strange moving from our tiny apartment to this house. It’s very nice, though. It’s been so funny watching the kitties explore every nook and cranny. I don’t think they know what to think about this place. Salvador is definitely enjoying the stairs. Running up and down them is just plain fun for him.
Dan has a few weeks off before heading back to the firm, so we definitely have some time to get settled in. I think we’re both looking forward to just hanging out together in the new house for a while.
One Last Night August 13, 2006
Tonight is our last night in the apartment. The movers are coming tomorrow morning, and we’ll be making the trip over to Houston in the afternoon/evening. I wish I could say that we’re 100% packed up and everything, but um, not so much. We’re making a ton of progress and will be by the end of the day, though.
I can’t believe we’re moving tomorrow. And I really can’t believe we’re moving into that house. It still hasn’t suck in that that’s our house.
I am excited, though. Dan and I have been living in apartments for over 10 years. It’s going to be strange to finally have a house, but I know it’s going to be a wonderful kind of strange.
In non-moving news, I got the results of my AFP test back. I really wasn’t patient enough to wait for someone to call me so I called my OB’s office Friday morning. It had been a week since I had the test done, so I figured that the results should be back. I left my message and waited.
Well, I got tired of waiting and was afraid that I wasn’t going to get a call back and thus would have to wait the weekend, so I called the lab where I had the test done. They gave me the results right away, and they were good. My risk of neural tube defects is 1:6682.
So, I guess the next time I post I’ll officially be a Texan again. Hopefully we’ll get our internet hooked up without problems, but who knows. I guess I can always “borrow” a neighbor’s wireless if need be. Gotta have our priorities, ya know.
Jam Packed Weekend August 7, 2006
I barely know where to start with all of the happenings this past weekend. We got a lot accomplished.
We drove over to Houston early Friday morning in time for my OB appointment. That went well, and my OB didn’t even bat an eyelash when I asked for an ultrasound. She really took a lot of time showing us everything which I appreciated. I can use all the reassurance I can get. I hit the 15 week mark yesterday, and things look like they’re on track so far.
Then I headed over to a different office for my AFP appointment which was totally weird for me. I’m so used to having blood drawn out of my arm that it took me by surprise when the nurse just wanted a finger prick. Hopefully I’ll get those results back by the end of the week.
Friday afternoon we had our blinds installed, and our refrigerator and washer & dryer were installed Friday night. It’s nice to see the house coming along a bit.
Dan’s family was in town for a visit, so we got to spend a good amount of time with them which was nice. Sunday afternoon before heading back I went to the baby shower of a really good IVF friend who is now adopting domestically. I hadn’t been to a baby shower in years, but I was glad I could make hers.
To my complete and total surprise we actually had mail in our mailbox when we returned home to the apartment last night. I was so relieved not to have to march over to the post office today and straighten that out. In other mail news, we got our house mail keys this weekend, too. It was definitely a good weekend on the mail front.
The movers are coming a week from today, so now I’m just trying to get crap done. And boy is there a still a lot left to do.
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