We’re trying to get everything ready before the baby comes, working on the assumption that as soon as I see the perinatologist I’ll be back on bedrest, which is always a real possibility.
To that end, we thought we’d paint our room, since it’s a bit grungy and we hate the dark brown accent wall the room had when we moved in. As it turns out, there was a bit of water damage on part of one of the walls, theoretically from the period when the foundation needed fixing right before we bought the house.
It was a very unpleasant experience.
Fortunately, the damage was small and contained and we were able to repair it ourselves.
Of course, now we’ve wasted nearly a week and everything from the bedroom is still sitting in the living room. It’s all chaos.
I spent several days this past week feeling terrible, just awful. Full-on nausea and vomiting, massive headaches, exhaustion. I had two days where I slept off and on for nearly thirteen hours.
But now that it’s passed, I’m getting things back together. I’m doing actual work for money again and doing a better job in keeping the house together, with the glaring exemption of the living room and bedroom, of course, because of the painting debacle.