Less than six weeks

I know.  It really sucks because when you're this pregnant and just feeling absolutely STUFFED with baby, it's hard to think of anything else.  I don't blame a single one of you for skipping over this entry all together because oh my god.  Could I talk about something else for a minute?  Maybe.  But not right now.

What I did this past week:
1- Handed in my notice at work. Wait....what?  Yep.  Initially I thought I'd be going back to work, at least briefly after the baby's born to hold on to a few benefits for a little longer.  I worked things out with the firm admin, and I don't need to go back at all.  So my last day is 2/25, unless I deliver early.  This is weird for me in so many ways, mostly because I got my first job at 15, ringing up groceries at Apple Valley Supermarket.  And I've pretty much been employed ever since.  Also, I'm loathe to admit it, but I'm TERRIFIED of becoming a stay at home mom and then I end up hating it.  I mean, if you take a job and don't like it you can always quit, right?  Not so much this one. Also, I need to learn to be a better cook. 
2- Bought a crib.  (Grady's was part of the big nationwide recall and therefore, garbage.) Put crib together.
3-Cleaned out our storage area (I was using the storage area at work, and....see#1.  It won't be available forever) and kept out a few baby things. My parents are top-notch in my book and are letting us use a corner of their storage unit for free.
4-Organized all of Grady's old baby clothes, then realized they need to be washed first.
5- Bought Free and Clear laundry detergent to wash said clothes.  Have yet to start that wash.
6-Made a big donation of shit we don't use to the Goodwill.  Have another carload to make tomorrow.
7-Started developing a linea negra.  Which I was hoping I'd avoid.  It took about six months after Grady to fade. 

Overall, I'm feeling good about this.  I was really freaking out over the storage thing.  But since cleaning out and making donations, I'm starting to think it could actually work.  All I can say, is if you ever find yourself living in 1,000 square feet with two adults, two kids and a dog, Space Saver Bags are your best fucking friend on earth. 

Now.  I'm off to try and make no-bake cookies.  Because I'm starting the domestication thing a little early.  And because I'm really fucking craving those cookies right now.