November is nearly over already. I’ve been home from vacation for a month and I still haven’t managed more than one post with pictures. I’m awesome. In fact, I haven’t had anything exciting to say here for a while. How sad.
Well, how’s this for exciting?
For real. And it’s still “supposed” to be a secret, since I’m only 10 weeks along and things could still end in sadness instead of a baby. I’m bad at secrets, though. And if things did end in sadness, I probably wouldn’t keep that secret, either. So there it is. But, please don’t tell anyone I work with, OK? Cause I still haven’t told some of them. =)
I’m blaming the complete and utter exhaustion for the lack of blogging lately. I sleep a lot. And when I’m not sleeping, I’m eating. It’s somewhat disturbing. The pregnancy book that I bought in England claims that starting yesterday I should be less tired. Jury’s still out on that one, but I really, really hope that the book is right. My house needs a lot of cleaning before my college roommate arrives for a visit in two weeks and it’s hard to clean while asleep.