I wonder, is there anything that I must soon say good-bye to forever, like my shoe size or, I don't know, the amount of earwax I produce? (Gross. Sorry.)
Oh, and the point of the first sentence: no, mine got worse. On Friday I showered and got ready for work, and was getting ready to go downstairs when I suddenly felt so awful. Overly warm, weak, nauseous. I laid down for a minute, then thought, maybe if I eat something. So I actually made myself a decent little breakfast instead of eating a bowl of Cheerios in the car like usual. I couldn't even finish it, and I felt even worse. ?! I nearly called in sick! I asked a co-worker to cover the front for a bit so I could sit at my desk and recover, and after awhile I felt better. Then I started to get hungry. Food doesn't seem to last as long for me anymore; I feel like I'm hungry practically all the time.
So I finally get to go to lunch, I eat, and I feel worse again! Maybe it was nerves, or stress. But my stomach has been much more sensitive the last week or so.
Another quirk: Sometimes I feel like I look humongous, others I'm practically trying to push my little belly out so people won't think I'm a pathological liar. So, do I want to show, or do I cherish these times when I can still wear most of what I own (just with a rubber band hooking the button and hole together)? It's a toss-up.
Great news: Jason is done with his semester and has a seven-week break!! So my days don't change much, but now we can hang out all we want in the evenings and on weekends without homework and tests hanging over both our heads (making me feel guilty for any time I DO spend with him). We shopped in Idaho Falls yesterday with all the time we wanted, and then last night we hit a movie, which we literally almost never do.
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Movie Review: Get Smart
with Steve Carrell & Anne Hathaway
I wouldn't recommend it. It had some funny parts, and some of you don't share the same taste as I do so you know you can disregard my opinions, but all the sexual innuendos, even blatant movements, and swearing totally ruined it for me. There's just no reason for all that. I honestly wish we had left early and gotten our money back. Oh, and I knew who the bad guy would be as soon as I saw him. Since I'm usually not that sharp, that should tell you something.
It did give me a new life goal to shoot for, however: to find and own close replicas of both trench coats Anne Hathaway wore in the movie, one pictured here. (Replicas because I have no desire to pay as much as she or the costume designer or whoever probably did.)
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Anyway, it's going to be nice to be able to just hang out together after work, and nice that Jason can work full-time during the break and earn extra money that we can save for after the baby comes and I quit work.
Well, I need to get going and make some Mexican 8-Layer Bean Dip as our contribution to dinner tonight. Hopefully it will turn out okay even though you're supposed to chill it for four hours before serving and dinner is in an hour and a half. Psh. :)
Happy thoughts before I go:
1) I get to work 8-5 tomorrow instead of 9-6.
2) I only have to close once this week.
3) Other co-worker will actually be working all week, and he's been there awhile and is really nice, so I feel much more comfortable when he's there.
4) New girl is starting, so even though they probably already like her better (because she's even more prego than I am but has no desire to be a stay-at-home mom so will be coming back to work after baby--I, of course, am polar opposite), I will no longer be the lowest occupant of the Valley Medical Shoppe totem pole.
5) New girl is starting, so I will get to explain things for once instead of getting explained to, and might actually feel sort of smart at work!!
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