Transition

This week is a transition for me. A definite leaving behind of the old and getting ready to embrace the new.
-I have exactely one week left at my job. I've been here for the past 2.5 years, which is certainly the longest time I've ever stayed at a job. It'll be odd leaving it behind.
-I'm trying to finish up my Master's Module and get ready for a season of no school. Well, no formal school. I'll be learning plenty from the babe once she's here. :)
-Changing the house around. Turning the guest/craft/office room into HER room. Getting the living room kid friendly with no loose wires anywhere, and plenty of soft blankets and toys for her play with.
-My pregnancy has suddenly gone from easy to "Are you kidding me? Get this thing outta me."
-And slowly, our January weather is changing from summer to fall. Finally. Well, at least it got here, however late.

Like I said in my last post, time is certainly elusive at moments. But I think that's just part of her mystique. While seemingly random and haphazard at times, she's the model of consistancy. So, I'll just take this time and try to make the most of it before my life is REALLY changed.

Around 6 weeks to go.

Time

Oh, time. You're so elusive. I apparently get to spend 24 hours with you every day, but I'm pretty sure you've been skimping out on me the past couple weeks. I still have piles of dirty laundry to wash, clean laundry to fold, christmas presents that need a home, and a very messy room that is supposed to hold the babe in less than 50 days (oy.). Oh time, where have you gone....

Now, I'm sure that this lack of time has NOTHING to do with the fact that Jon and I just watched 'Long Way Round' and 'Long Way Down', in their entirety, in just one week. I mean, that's just a coincedence. Ahem.



But honestly, 10 episodes of Ewan McGregor and Charlie Boorman travelling from London to NYC, on motorcycles, across 8 countries, including areas like Kazakhstan, Mongolia, and Siberia...I mean, that's just pure entertainment. What could be better? Oh wait...



Ewan and Charlie travelling from John O'Groats to Cape Town, that's what. I mean, the tip of Ireland to the tip of South Africa, with another 16 countries thrown in the middle? Oh man, it's like this was made for Jon and I. And can I just say, I've always wanted to go to Africa because, well, it's there. But there were few countries that really held my interest, and most of them were in North Africa (Morroco, Egypt...). But now? I can not WAIT to go to Uganda and Rwhanda. You hear all these horrible things about them; they're famous for completly the wrong reasons. But then you see them and they're phenomenal. Oh Africa, how you're calling.

But in the meantime, well, I'll satisfy myself with the books of the account (obsessed much?) and will use every candle I blow out to wish that they do a trip through South America (oh please, oh please, oh please). Does telling ya'll that negate the wish? Hope not.