Last night we met with our realtor. I liked her immediately. We walked through the rooms, including the attic, basement, garage, and backyard, and then sat down to talk about the few little things we need to do to prepare to put it on the market. It could go on as early as next week if we get our butts in gear, so we will be busy this weekend taking care of as many things as we can.
So yeah, we have a lot of things going on at once. Joe is definitely feeling the heat more than me. I have to go to work, do light housework, go to my doctor's appointments, build our registries, find time to exercise, and gestate. He, on the other hand, has to go to work, interview for jobs, go to class, make time for schoolwork, manage the finances, and handle all the house stuff that involves lifting or chemicals.
We were saying last night that maybe it's good that all these things are happening at the same time, because it lessens the impact of any one thing. Hard to be miserable about work when you're fawning over tiny pink outfits. No time to worry about finding the right house when you've got a paper due. I'm trying to be a good support and stay focused on the future. Because when the dust settles, how great are things going to be? Joe will have gotten out of his wretched company, we will have sold the condo and gotten settled into a new house, and school will finally be over. By the time the baby is born, everything else will be out of the way and we'll be able to focus on her completely.
So yeah, we have a lot of things going on at once. Joe is definitely feeling the heat more than me. I have to go to work, do light housework, go to my doctor's appointments, build our registries, find time to exercise, and gestate. He, on the other hand, has to go to work, interview for jobs, go to class, make time for schoolwork, manage the finances, and handle all the house stuff that involves lifting or chemicals.
We were saying last night that maybe it's good that all these things are happening at the same time, because it lessens the impact of any one thing. Hard to be miserable about work when you're fawning over tiny pink outfits. No time to worry about finding the right house when you've got a paper due. I'm trying to be a good support and stay focused on the future. Because when the dust settles, how great are things going to be? Joe will have gotten out of his wretched company, we will have sold the condo and gotten settled into a new house, and school will finally be over. By the time the baby is born, everything else will be out of the way and we'll be able to focus on her completely.
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