I am working a local show the past 3 days, 8-5. My body is beat up, and my mind is short. Poor vega got an earful from me this morning as she chose to sniff the grass vs. Listen to me yelling for her to come inside. And of course I've been upset about my behavior all morning.
I am definitely pregnant. I could normally rock this show and be unstoppable. But this year, I'm just sitting at the desk, directing questions to the right people. I wish I could say it's almost over, but it's not. Tomorrow will be an 8-? Day. Tuesday and Wednesday I should be able to work from the office, but I'll still be working 8-5. Thursday and Friday is teardown...and then (oh it looks so glorious right now) I have the weekend off. I will sleep and do nothing the entire weekend, other than assist taking the girls to the vet and possibly meeting lil bit Goebel (if he decides to make an appearance into the world). I want sleep and a full body message:)
Before i leave let me point out how wonderful my husband is. If it were't for him i wouldn't be able to post this from the convention hall on my new iPad. Much love!
The Silvernail Bump - version #2
Kicking cancer's butt and still having a fun fulfilling life.
Be sure to take care of yourself and Bump... it's so easy to over do it. :D
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