Sabrina

I really need to remember not to take the Zofran when I'm nauseous, no matter how bad I feel, because the side effects are not worth it. Ugh. Sat at work yesterday with horrible stomach pains and got out of there as soon as I could so I could wallow at home instead of doubled over at my desk. 

Since I was sick and miserable, M went out and bought us some sausages at the fancy grocery store to cook up for dinner. He got our usual standards (beef and bacon sausage, and a Cajun andouille) plus two of their seasonal ones, a chicken and garlic sausage and a cranberry citrus pork sausage. Both the seasonal ones were excellent, and we plan to get more so we can freeze them for later. Still kicking ourselves that we didn't do that when they had the cherry pecan chicken sausages last Fall, because once they're gone, they don't usually bring them back, and those were amazing.

Cooking put M into a good mood, so we had a pleasant rest of the evening. Until bedtime, anyway. He got miffed that he lost computer time because the baby needed to go to bed and ranted about how he never gets time in the evenings to himself anymore and why'd he even take vacation if he wasn't going to get to do anything, and yadda yadda yadda. I have become more than annoyed at his self-pitying rants because I've had all of two weekends off since the baby was born, and all of my vacation PTO has been used to watch the baby while he has work stuff going on, so yeah, you're barking up the wrong tree, buddy. 

Anyway, we put in an order for a new mattress for the pack & play to see if she'll sleep better with a thicker bed. The one time she managed to get out of the p&p seemed to be a fluke since she hasn't managed to do it again, but she also refuses to sleep in it, throwing out the foam mattress that's in there now, as well as all her blankets and her pacifier. Hopefully once it's comfier she'll just nap instead of destroy, and that way M can have is precious computer time at night. Yeesh.

Went to bed not long after the baby went down. Then M woke me up at 1AM asking if I'd changed the AC settings. I was so pissed off that he'd wake me for something so trivial when I've been so sick all day and just wanted to rest that it took me a while to calm down and go back to sleep.

Alarm went off at 6:30. Got up, cleaned the few dishes in the sink, made the baby's breakfast, had a bit of breakfast myself. He's hoping today is a better day.

The evening yesterday was pretty nice. The baby was in a fine mood and content to play on her own, while occasionally running at me full force to give me a hug, which was lovely. M picked up our grocery order from Sam's and the pizza from Mama's, and the rest of the evening was quiet. Baby went down at her usual time and fell asleep right away, and I tidied up a bit before collapsing into bed myself. We had a lovely storm roll through in the late evening, which was very soothing.

This morning was equally nice. Because I'd gone to bed so early, I woke up naturally just after 5 again. Since I didn't have anything pressing to take care of, I just sort of rolled around in bed for a while and slowly woke up. I finally oozed out of bed around 6, did a couple of small chores like put away the clean dishes and make the baby's breakfast plate, and then I actually had time to make breakfast for myself! Had an avocado toast with a fried egg, some strawberries, and some grapes. It was so, so nice and stress-free, and it felt amazing to leave for work with a full belly for once.

Left for work a little early, then lingered in the parking lot whiling away time since I'd arrived a good 20 minutes before my shift. Finally managed to muddle through the Duolingo lesson that's been tripping me up, and finally got my Duolingo Chinese score (10, which means I am the greenest of beginners.) 

OB appointment later today, so I'm taking a half day for it. It's going to be (relatively) cool and cloudy today, with a high of only 81, and I plan to enjoy it. 

I'm starting to feel a bit of my sewing mojo coming back. There's a Green Tea planned for next spring (I missed this year's Red tea because I couldn't put anything together in time for it), and my brain went straight to the 1830s and my beloved green serpentine stripe fabric that I worked so hard to get. I'll need to finish my stays (just needs grommets) and get my corded petticoat situation figured out (stupid cursed thing) and then I'll be able to work on it. And since I have an entire year to make it, I should be able to pull that off. Right?

5AM wakeup was a success this morning! I hit snooze only twice, too, and managed to be out of bed by 5:20-ish, and in the kitchen by 5:40 to start on dishes. 

I had vastly underestimated how long the dishes were going to take, because I ended up spending two entire hours working on the dish pile, and my drying setup spread to every counter I had available. Yeesh. But they are done! I don't have to think about them again! Now if I can just maintain. 

Baby woke up at 7:30, which is usually exactly when I'm walking out the door, but I had planned to go in a little late today because M had a job interview at 9, so I got the baby up, we had some morning cuddles, and I made her a couple of eggs for breakfast. M was up not long after so he could get ready.

Since I had the time, I ironed a dress and undershirt for work. While M was having his interview, I took the baby into our bedroom so there'd be two closed doors between us to muffle any noises. She had a grand time exploring the big room she never gets to go in, and I finally got around to unpacking my petticoat suitcase from the Navasota trip. Yeah, it was four months ago, I'm really bad at unpacking.

Once the interview was over, I dressed and got ready to head out. Then I discovered that we have ants, because they were crawling all over the baby's bowl of eggs that she'd left on the windowsill. I cleaned up the bowl and made her a new batch of eggs, but somewhere along the way she realized that I was getting ready to leave, because she became very clingy. She flung herself into my arms and laid her head on my shoulder while giving me sad little sniffles. Very sweet. Very hard to go to work when she does that.

Put in a Sam's order for pickup this afternoon. M agreed to pizzas for dinner so I didn't have to cook after such an early morning, which I'm quite pleased about. Hoping for a quiet evening tonight.

Did a quick pickup during my lunch break on Friday to get cat food. The poor creatures swarmed me as soon as I walked in the door, and I took the baby into one of the bedrooms for a change while they got free reign of the newly filled bowl. 

M requested Cajun chicken pasta for dinner, which made my night easier since I didn't have to doom scroll Pinterest wondering what I was going to cook. 

Went to bed entirely too late, and then the baby was up at her normal time of 8AM, so I was very sleepy all of Saturday. Thankfully, she had a pretty good day, so things were fairly easy, and we had leftover pasta for dinner, so no cooking, either.

Sunday was another pretty chill day. The baby was in good spirits most of the day. We took a walk just after breakfast, when most of the complex was quiet and empty because everyone was at church or something, so she had the run of the place. She ran all the way to the other side of the complex and halfway back before she ran out of steam and had to be carried back. She napped very easily after a snack and some water, so big long walks for the win.

Dinner was Chinese style honey garlic chicken, which didn't turn out as well as the first time. I put it down to having doubled the recipe and it losing something in that, and probably putting too much soy sauce in the marinade. There's a ton of it left over for tonight, so at least dinner is taken care of and I don't have to worry about it. 

We had an unexpected, raging storm in the evening, and we had quite a river of water gushing past our portion of the complex before it was over. We were lucky, though, because people all around us were getting egg to baseball sized hail, and we just had a lot of water. There's a chance of more rain every day this week, which will at least keep us out of the 90s.

M spent a good chunk of Sunday out at the range, coming home just before the storm hit, and occupied the rest of his evening with cleaning his guns after he got home. That project lasted well into the evening, and after putting the baby to bed in our bedroom, I fell asleep on the couch waiting for him to finish up. Finally got to bed around 11pm, which is waaaay too late for me these days, so I struggled to get up on time this morning. 

The only chore I managed this morning was to clean the cat boxes, which was interrupted because the baby woke up at 7. I finished up and then got her out of bed, had some snuggles, changed her, and then fed her breakfast while I got dressed for work and woke up M to take over baby duties. 

Didn't manage to finish the dishes this weekend, and now there are even more of them. *grumble* I will attempt to get to bed early tonight so I can get up early tomorrow and finish them off. Need to iron a few dresses for work this week, too, so I'm aiming for a 5AM wakeup time, which is painful to even type out. 

OB checkup on Wednesday, so I'm taking a half-day from work since it's in the early afternoon. Will hopefully get some things done that afternoon since the checkup should be fairly quick. 

Got official confirmation that our apartment complex has been sold again. That is four times we've been sold since we started living here three years ago. New ownership is taking over this week, which hopefully means they'll be trying to make a good impression while they're new and shiny and things might actually get done. Yes, that is a very optimistic sentence.