I had to make a plethora of phone calls to find the new doctor so I deserve a medal. Adulting is too hard. I think the best of both worlds is to be an adult with the responsibilities of a child. All the fun parts but none of the insurance hassles.
We had two men come over today and test the house for mold. We'll get results tomorrow, but when I asked if the man had any predictions he said, "well, it doesn't look too good." What a sunny outlook. When we spent much of last winter sick I joked that we were allergic to this state. Turns out, I might have been right. We might be allergic to our own house.
Yesterday the doorbell rang while I was on the phone. I wasn't expecting someone and there wasn't a car in the driveway so naturally I assumed someone was there to murder us. I am truly an example of sunshine and optimism. It was the general manager from the restaurant next door asking for signatures. Normally I read everything carefully before I sign but this time I was distracted and didn't study the paper. I signed on the line and sent him on his way. For all I know I could have been agreeing to sell my liver. Christopher's too, since I also signed his name.
How could I possibly find anything more thrilling to talk about that mold and livers?
I was looking through pictures of Sesame the other day and came across my very favorite ultrasound picture. I loved her little nose in the ultrasound and I love it now.
I've been wanting to make a silhouette for years but never got around today. I paid someone $9 and she did all the work. I think it's precious.