So its like week two of shopping for house and not being able to actually buy/decorate anything.

Its slightly getting boring. Imagine that, I'm actually getting tired of looking, shopping, and getting ideas with a house I cant do anything with yet. The boy seems excited about what I'll do with the house... I'm afraid it won't be that...fantastic but its a fun thought to think I'm that creative.

On the other hand, a baby boy named Mitchell is scheduled to be born sometime in the next four days in which I will hop in the car and drive madly to see his arrival. I'm sure Natalie is dying and ready to get him out. She has an appointment morrow and if they don't start her then she'll prolly start Friday so I can go up to Logan for the three day Memorial weekend.

Also happening this weekend is prolly the last time I'll see Claine for a couple of years. Not that I'll miss him terribly, just an event to write down.

Grandma keeps asking if I'm going to marry the boy every time she sees me which tends to be in the mornings mostly. Well Saturday I guess the question was more "and you still like that boy?" o.O Nobody has really told their real feelings about us being together. Its only been four months... Neither one of us are eager to jump on the marriage train ('at all' for me and 'again' for him) and there are some concerns to deal with first...

And as of today so far I have accomplished doing and re-doing the same three letters most of the day, getting ppls signatures and making lots of copies of such documents, successfully telling the boss how to print via Ctrl P, and successfully poisoning my hands with anti-freeze like stuff which tastes nasty.