If your soul wants to dance, staying in bed is stressfull, and dancing is restful.
It’s only 8 days until my due date and I’m in waiting. I was in bad shape for a while and was unable to do much, but now I’m in good shape again and can function almost normally (I’m so happy that my boyfriend cooks me dinner and sometimes breakfast). I’m no longer counting the days by monday, tuesday etc. Instead it’s 10, 9, 8 days until my due date. The days are starting to move slower, I’m more bored and don’t know what to make the days go by. It’s boring!
I have looked for TV series, but there doesn’t seem to be many of them that interest me. I just finished reviewing Dark Angel for the n’th time which is a very good series. I have seen Supernatural for the third time, I’m not motivated to view Angel. Buffy, Firefly, Tru Calling, Dollhouse again. You have probably caught the drift on what kind of TV series I like by now. And those are the good series, there are loads of crappy ones.
And then there’s books and I have already mentioned that I’m not very motivated there either.
I have one project I would like to do – create a multiple purse holder, but I’m not so much of an arts & crafts gal or I would have been all over this by now.
I could start looking more seriously for tv series and books to read, I could cook food and keep in the freezer since I will need it when the baby is out.
The problem is that I’m bored of my own company. Being with myself every day gets pretty demotivational. Staying at home makes me mental, so I go out every day now to be less mental. I want to go to the cinema, but the films I want to see only goes in the evening. It was easier when I lived in oslo, the films was always available in the daytime and a lot cheaper. When I wasn’t working, I took a walk in the morning, went to the cinema and cafe in the afternoon, met friends, exercised and somehow the days flew by and I was happy.
Awaiting a baby elephant kind of stops me from moving around as much. I can’t wait until I can piss straight again and get rid of the back pains. And drink black tea again (black tea gives awful heartburns).
Things are in order now, all the baby things etc. are there. There’s nothing more I need to get done.
I’m so uninspired. Now, where’s the chocolate?