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Mar. 16th, 2012 08:42 pmBlehhhh. I have so much crap, oh my god, so many things. And all the things I own need to be cleaned or folded or restocked or wiped or sorted or hung up or mailed or filled out or run through the wash or Lord, thrown away, or sharpened or mended or mostly just moved from one place to another. They all need to be moved from one place to another. The sweaters need to be moved to the shelf in the closet so that the tights and long underwear and pyjamas can be moved to the sweater drawer so that the summer clothes can be moved to the pyjama drawer so that the electronics can be moved to the summer clothes drawer. The books need to be rearranged on the shelves. The shoes need to be moved to the shoe rack. Why can't anything be in the place that it needs to end up in? Why must it all be somewhere else?
I dreamed the other night that Mr. E and I moved to a new house and we were fighting because I wanted to throw away at least half of everything we owned. I woke up and it still kind of seems like a good idea. Imagine all the space we'd have. ♥_____♥
In reality what Mr. E and I have been fighting over for weeks on end is what to feed the baby. :(
The baby did eat though! Yesterday! He deliberately opened up his little mouth and moved his little head forward and ingested some prunes! He's done it twice! I think he likes pureed prunes! And FURTHERMORE, today he deliberately opened his mouth and took in some chile verde! He immediately spat it back out again, but that's okay - if he gets the idea that you put food IN your face before you decide whether or not you like it, that would be a huge step forward!
In other news, the Republican war on women....I can't even deal. Just wondering which state legislature is gonna be the first to pass a law requiring a woman to carry around a dead fetus in a jar for three days before she can get an abortion. Or birth control pills.
I dreamed the other night that Mr. E and I moved to a new house and we were fighting because I wanted to throw away at least half of everything we owned. I woke up and it still kind of seems like a good idea. Imagine all the space we'd have. ♥_____♥
In reality what Mr. E and I have been fighting over for weeks on end is what to feed the baby. :(
The baby did eat though! Yesterday! He deliberately opened up his little mouth and moved his little head forward and ingested some prunes! He's done it twice! I think he likes pureed prunes! And FURTHERMORE, today he deliberately opened his mouth and took in some chile verde! He immediately spat it back out again, but that's okay - if he gets the idea that you put food IN your face before you decide whether or not you like it, that would be a huge step forward!
In other news, the Republican war on women....I can't even deal. Just wondering which state legislature is gonna be the first to pass a law requiring a woman to carry around a dead fetus in a jar for three days before she can get an abortion. Or birth control pills.
