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Another Week, Another Worry

Last week I'd been worried about having time to write, now I'm here at my meeting with more energy than last week, despite my son having a meltdown early-ish this morning.  Despite a dental visit that let me know, unequivocally, that he needs to have teeth pulled. Well, that made me feel like a bad mom.  But the dentist said he could just be prone to cavities. So that's a thing. Something more to watch out for and worry over.

I have my baby shower for baby #2 coming up the first weekend of April and my mom wants to get me a double stroller.  Which would be a nice thing if I had space for something that big... or the kiddo let me put him in a stroller anymore.  He doesn't.  The prospect of being given something that--while well intentioned-- I have no space for and am unlikely to use, is stressful.  Especially after all the work I've made purging and clearing the house of excess. 

On that topic, I've resolved to call Goodwill and arrange a pickup for the last of the excess.  There are still nooks and crannies that need to be gone through but I think I'll be okay waiting on those if I can get the place ordered *just* enough to look like a home rather than a storage unit. 

The sunny days we've had this week are making me itch to work on the garden and plan my son's 2nd birthday.  Happy spring things. 

In the world of writing, I might have an editing gig. At least for a short while.  We'll see if it materializes and how well compensated I am for this. 

Maybe all the good news is why I have energy :) Onward I shall go!



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