You know, gearing up for the impending arrival of the "baloney loaf" as my father calls it. Just 9 weeks! Eeeek!
So, I have already purchased diapers, bought new onesies, cleaned old clothes, got the bassinet down, got the infant carrier down, packed my hospital bags and decorated the baby's room.
Um, that would be false! I have actually done NONE of the above things. I've done zilcho to prepare for the baby. Nonetheless, I am still on a mission.
MUST THROW AWAY ALL CLUTTER.
John said that he strategically timed our latest garage sale to exactly coincide with my propensity to get rid of everything, 2/3 of the way into the pregnancy.
"Really", I questioned him, " I do that?"
"Yep", he said. "Every single time."
He is dead-on right. I cannot believe he was observant enough to note this little quirk of mine.
And sure enough, it was a big factor in the smashing success of our latest garage sale. We pretty much sold everything but the kitchen sink.
Which is fabulous in my estimation, but not so wonderful if you were attached to a certain couch or chair in my living room...or bed in my guestroom. Oops.
So, my living room is now sparse at best. John gave me a good chunk of the proceeds to "fix" it. He really had to twist my arm on that one--"alright already, I'll buy something!" John does not thrive on my cluttered state of being. I'm the messy one and he's the neat freak. We've been likened to Dharma & Greg in that respect.
As a result, there may or may not be a piece of furniture from Craig's list sitting in my parlor, involving yummy tufted velvet.
No more peeking.
I am feeling very sneaksy and covert right now. You will just have to trust me on this one...
Ok, back to embroidering. I'm working on some shirt orders. Hopefully I can soon post some photos of the latest and greatest in the life and times of Calvin.