I seriously need to find some motivation. At least that's what adult me thinks. Lazy fucker me has other ideas. Today is the last day of my 5 day weekend so I think I'm just going to look at baby stuff on Pinterest. I'm obsessed. We're really hoping it's a boy BUT I'm going to be in love either way. ((I have tons of ideas for the nursery.)) My first trimester screening is next Wednesday and I can't wait to see how much little one has grown. I LOVE seeing our baby. Speaking of "our baby", his mother keeps calling it exactly that and it drives me nuts. It's like... No. You had no involvement in the conception of this child, therefore, it is not in any way shape or form YOUR baby. It's your grandbaby. Just fucking stop it. It's weird. She's very sweet and I love her but she can be a little too immersed in what we're doing sometimes and occasionally we have to drop a "back off" on her. J agrees. He is her favorite and it's obvious but goddamn, he's 30 years old. WE are adults.
ANYWAY.
Everyone got a $2 raise at work. Market adjustments. Trying to match other warehouses' pay. Fine by me. I'm pretty happy about it. It's going to help a lot. You know, now that I think about it, this year has REALLY been a great year. Everything is getting better and falling into place. Last year sucked a gigantic bag of dicks. Not even kidding. Glad it's over.
God, my nails need filled.
That's it.
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