Because... you know... next week everyone will be looking at my feet right (no where else, hahaha), and we can't have dry, cracked feet to show them, hahahaha, so I bought one of those "foot stones". I couldn't find mine. It seems the summer time my feet get rough. Anyhow, I guess you get what you pay for, stone pieces were falling apart onto my floor, it was doing it's job, but it was annoying me with the mess it was making. And you know my mind is in outer space. I got out of the shower and was drying myself with yesterday's towel, how appalling, ahhaha, when my perfectly new towel was sitting right there. Then I go to look, where are my pj's... I didn't bring them in the bathroom with me. So Jeff got a peep show. Oh well, better than nothing, right, hahaha.

So today, I muster up some energy to do the massive amount of dishes in the sink, and tackle the rest of the kitchen. I'm doing laundry, and I really need to find the duffel bag to pack for the hospital. I really want to do the living room, but I just can't bend anymore, my stomach hurts. I am so uncomfortable, I can't stand it. My stomach is so tight, and I am miserable. I'm not sure if it's still after effects from Sunday, or just 9 month pregnancy misery. But at least it isn't as humid outside, and I actually opened up the windows. I sweated my ass off this morning, but that's my usual, once I sat still I was fine. I think I'll elect Jeff to clean the bathroom today, I just can't, and that drives me nuts!

OH well, that's my morning update.