2 1/2 Weeks to go

I'm so glad that I'm quitting my job. They just laid off a driver who's been here a few years, and they've closed the billing office, telling the three women there that they could stay but they'd have to do customer service (my job--definitely a downgrade, in my opinion). They're going to use some outside company for the billing. So things will be very different, probably pretty awkward, etc. When the manager told me this, I said, "just out of curiosity, if I weren't quitting, would I still have a job?" He said I would, and that made me feel pretty good. I'm just so glad that Jason just sent in his FAFSA app (school grants) and that we've already decided to take out a student loan for when I have Jamie, and I'm trying not to think about him having to find a good job (or two) after graduation. (Jason. Not Jamie.)

By the way, I'm at work right now, not supposed to be on here, but I can hear the manager and the other customer service guy (the one I complained about) talking their guy talk out front, being all manly, and I figure this slacking isn't that much worse than theirs. "It would be much more profitable for a business to blah blah blah, and I told them that. You want smaller departments, and people who haven't done business for a long time just don't understand blah blah..." Snatches of what co-worker man is saying to manager out front. See? I can blog. :D

So, I'm almost 17 days away from D-Day! Well, in theory. I haven't felt any contractions yet, but I do get more uncomfortable every day as my poor son gets more and more squished in there.

We've been making progress on the getting ready, and it's made me feel a lot better. We finally found a bassinet (detachable from a playpen, which we figure will be more useful later than just a bassinet he'll grow out of) and got a glider chair, and a diaper pail. I've gotten probably most of the clothes washed and hung in his room, and the disposables from the diaper cake (from the baby shower in Nov) unrolled and stacked on the shelves. I still need to order cloth diapers to try out. I think I've got nearly everything for my hospital bag; I just need a few odds and ends like batteries for the camera and to wash the nursing bra I bought.

It feels SO GOOD to be more prepared! It makes it feel more real (in a nice way) and relieves stress. I've kept thinking lately, "If ye are prepared, ye shall not fear." Can't remember the reference, will have to look it up later. Time to go out front and close the store--for maybe the last time, since next week is my last and I'm only doing 9-2 every day! YEAH!!!!