When you're new to an area though things tend to stick out more from previous years.
For example, I remember when we moved the middle of November last year, within a couple weeks it was raining and storming and cold. I distinctly remember trying to find our winter clothes and remember pulling winter bins out to put away in closets first. I also remember discussing with my husband on whether or not we should turn the heater on for the cold nights.
So I believe I have leverage in these arguments because, naturally, I'm correct ;)
These next two photos were from last year.... we were FREEZING and that was end of November. We are now in December and are just staring to get cold, I promise 😁
Ok, I’ve said my piece and provided photographic evidence 😂
Anyways, most people say that December is the busiest time of year. While I typically agree with that, I've noticed I haven't crammed us packed with the usual festive activities. I just looked at our calendar and thought "huh, that's pretty empty for December". I think I'm just tired and lack the motivation to make too many plans because honestly, I'd rather sleep.
Most of you know we are expecting baby number 3 in January, this pregnancy has by far made me the most tired, most depressed and most sore than the others. I've also found that here in my last 8 weeks for pregnancy I'm feeling much like I did in the first trimester, I have excessive nausea, I'm so tired, achy, and moody. I feel a bit disconnected and that's my own fault!
For anyone who's dealt with this you know what I mean, I've secluded myself and it's silly! I do think it helps once I become aware that I've secluded myself, It happens so fast that I don't always realize it's happening until I feel the dreadful depression. Once I become aware, I can start helping myself get out of the depressed state thankfully. I love blogging to keep me busy and honestly last minute plans to get together with friends has been very welcome this week 😊
Even with a semi-empty calendar we still seem so busy. B always has something going on with school, K's naps have been all over the place as far as when she's going to sleep and how long she sleeps for. Possible what makes us seem busiest of all is that our dishwasher has been broken for a month. Yes, A MONTH! This dishwasher is under warranty, so it's been serviced every week sometimes twice a week and the technician keeps getting "defective parts". It's SO ridiculous! Today he serviced the dishwasher again and again had a defective part so still AGAIN our dishwasher is not working. Our technician is does not seem to be at fault, he suggested speaking with customer service and ask that they replace the machine altogether. So I guess that's our next step which I'm going to have to do tomorrow. SO for 5 weeks I've been dealing with the warranty company, been on the phone for what feels like hours each week, I have to clear my schedule each day they decide they're going to come and service the machine and then repeat again the next week. It's become rather exhausting and very frustrating. It will be so nice having a working dishwasher again, if it ever works again that is! Just an example of how bad my hormones are I have cried last week and this week over the darn dishwasher!
I miss you dishwasher 😩
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