So when considering my last post, I realized part of my distraction is probably just part of my personality. As a kid, I would get big ideas (BIG IDEAS!) like designing elaborate Halloween costumes in August, and somehow, by the time October showed up, I was always scrambling to find some ragged clothes or face-paint to go as a zombie.
Lately though, the distraction has been a little bit different- and more justified. We’re getting ready- mentally at this point- for a new addition to the house in June.
An addition about the size and shape of a tiny, howling, cooing baby.
Our current baby is furry and walks on four paws, so the change is going to be on the extreme side, but we’re excited…or, more accurately, M is excited and I waver between excitement, fear, anxiety, joy, and thoughts of “Oh. My. God.”
It’s still sinking in- and again, a prime reason for the distraction. Distraction while I’m at work, while I sleep, while I’m watching television, while I try not to throw up…
And knowing my personality, it’s also probably a good thing that this isn’t a project that will fade off into the night, like my old Halloween costumes…though I have a feeling I will be seeing much more of the night in about six months.