5 days untill my due date.  Of course i realize its all arbritrary- but i need to keep it in sight to save my sanity at 1 am and 230 am and 4:15 am.  Jason and i spent the weekend attempting to shore up our drafty house with plastic over the windows, draft dodgers on the doors, space heaters, ceiling fans, and a couple of conversations about our heating bill.  We are that couple that can never agree on temp…and Jason has threatened to put a lock box over the thermostat so that it is never again 75 degrees when he gets home.  (Ok, so I am not THAT bad, but if i had it my way, i would be able to wear a t-shirt and flip flops indoors year round).  We also got a couple things checked off of the “to do before the baby comes” list.

 Since we really have nothing left to do physically before the baby comes, our conversations have turned into worrying about the logistics of going out to a dinner we are supposed to go to on November 10th, Are the dogs going to be ok while we are gone? How do we orchestrate trips to the grandparents over the holidays?  How am i going to manage getting out to the barn to see my horse?  All stuff that can not be figured out now, and will work out when it gets here…but honestly, we have nothing left to do, so we worry. 

 I go in for my 4th doctors appointment today (4th since they started weekly).  I have a feeling i know what he is going to say…and i am not looking forward to that sinking feeling of “ok, i will see you next week then”. 

For all who are wondering…if it gets to this, Riley will be getting his eviction notice with 24 hours to vacate the premises sometime next week.