Noneventful

Things have been noneventful and that is the way I like them!  I was housesitting/dogsitting for Debbie.  She, John and the kids headed up to Reno for a couple of days in the fun.. oh and to visit Johns Dad (he lives there).  Tonight it is back home to my place.. which would be great if I was by myself.  But, Dad is still there.  I haven’t spoke much about the Dad thing.. only because I dont want to seem like I am uncaring or selfish. but, I do have to vent a little here.

Dad FINALLY got a job.  I was sooo excited to see him actually start doing something besides sitting around all day smoking and making my house smell funny.  Seriously… Not that he smokes in the house, but the smoke smell follows and is stale and when it is 49 degrees outside… opening up the windows to air the house out isn’t an option.  Also, dad loves to cook bacon, fry eggs and blackpudding.  Normally, I wouldnt care.  But, being as my nose is extra sensitive, the smell of the grease does a number on me.  Once I come home from work, I must wipe the ENTIRE kitchen down to get the smell gone.. otherwise.. I will go crazy.  I am sure he thinks I am a nut like my mother… but honestly…  cant deal with the greasy burn smell.  Anyway, I digress.. I am happy Dad got a job.  Of course, it is from 7-4 so I still have no quiet/alone time for me.  You see.. Dad feels like he owns the TV.  He watches his crap all the time.. I mean seriously.. if I don’t pounce on the remote and take ownership of it.. I could be stuck watching bad westerns all night or all Sat.  What else…  ohhh yeah.. the toast crumbs… why can’t he wipe up the crumbs on the cutting board after he butter and cuts his toast… Is that too much to ask?? 

Now, I have lived with a man before.. my ex John.  So, it is not like I havent lived with anyone.. it is just that this is my dad and I HATE dealing with this stuff.. you know.. it isn’t like it is my husband and I have to get used to his quirks. 

Dad is more motivated now (thank goodness) to get through his divorce.  All of a sudden he has ants in his pants to buy a place (which is great).  Before it was like he was Laligaging around with regards to the divorce.  I was getting nervous he woud be withme forever.. baby and all!  Now, he is making an effort, asking questions and being more aggressive with the lawyer to get stuff done.  His lawyer is famous for being in court all day, or looking into it.  Drives me nuts.. Me, I am a squeaky wheel.. I bug bug bug until I get the response.  If you were in court today, you should call me back tonight or tomorrow for sure.. If you were looking into to it, two days is plenty of time to come up with the answer…  FINALLY my dad is realizing this and getting squeaky. 

Besides the boring Dad stuff, there is the pregnancy stuff.  As of late, I wake up every 2-3 hours to potty.  Maybe because my uterus is now the size of a cantelope??  Or maybe because I drink all through the night because I am so dehydrated??  Nonetheless, lots of waking and pottying.  I don’t mind at all though.. Normally I fall right back to sleep.  Tomorrow is my first OB appt at the regular doc.  I am excited and nervous.  Tomorrow I will be 9 weeks pregnant!!  I havent taken a belly shot since 6 weeks.. I suck.  I don’t think I have pooched out any anyway.. I already had a mini-pooch to begin with.  Debbie says it looks a little different.. not as flabby.  I was hoping I would be like her and at 12 weeks be popped..  but.. I dont think I am going to show until later.. bummer!  Anway…  tomorrow outta be interesting.  I am praying for nothing but good news (obviously)