Ich bin eine Hausfrau!

My belly is getting big -- not uncomfortably big just yet, but large enough that it is definitely hindering my ability to do normal things, like touching my toes or bending sideways.

I am discovering and exploring my new home and area, and despite the fact that it's flat, filled with chain stores, and every house is made out of ticky-tacky, I realy like it here.

Some of my favorite things are: the quiet, the space, and the awesome plumbing. In my old apartment it was never quiet; with the all-night car alarms or people partying and yelling, DEA helicopters, and the screaming child in the complex, how could it be? Here we fall asleep listening to crickets chirp, something I haven't been able to do since I left Arizona.

Next, the toilet doesn't run and the shower actually drains. It's wonderful!

The more I talk about it the more it seems like I lived in a real danky hole the past year and a half -- I don't suppose it was that awful, but definitely not this.

This week has been spent doing domestic activities, like unpacking, making dinner, and cleaning the kitchen repeatedly. Oddly, I'm enjoying it. This is not what I thought my life would be like at 31, but I must admit it's really nice to sit back and have the time to do all the little things I normally put off until the weekend or later.

I am going back to work tomorrow to help out with some computer stuff, and while I'm not looking forward to the commute (even by train), I am looking forward to the money I'll make and the opportunity to see some co-workers again.

Tonight we are looking at a crib to see if we like it well enough to buy. I hope so. It would be fantastic to have something purchased for this kid.