It’s an even numbered day, which means I like it automatically. I don’t know if it’s an illusory correlation or not, but I feel like good things happen more on even numbered days.
Today, after months of waiting, we finally ratified a contract to sell our home. It’s less than what we thought we would get for it, but it’s more than what was initially offered (as is usual), so it is ok. The hubs is happy we will be getting away from our power hungry HOA, and I am happy to be moving closer to family.
Yesterday we had a doctor visit, just as I turned 38 weeks pregnant. (That’s over 9 months for those who hate math). I was told I will be induced next week, which both excites and terrifies me. I am so happy to finally meet our baby! I am so nervous about the length and pain of labor, especially when having an induction. Friends and family act like it’s not a big deal; the amount of stories about induction are abundant. However, there are still risks, and I am a bit of a hypochondriac. (Just a bit).
I am also happy to be released from the jail of bed and couch that has been my home for two and a half weeks already. Bed rest is no fun! There are only so many websites to surf and TV shows to watch and naps to take before you can’t take it. And with it being summertime with barbeques and swimming pools and concerts… Yeah, I can’t wait.
So what will July bring?
My diploma, our baby, a new place to live, and all the changes that go with those. Not too shabby. And I don’t think we’ll EVER have a month like this again.
(Thankfully!!!!!!)
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