haven’t been outside
trapped on couch, hands on belly
I guess that’s good thing

It figures that this summer would be the summer we’d hit triple digits super early. But seeing as how I am still trapped on the couch, I can’t complain. Well, I can complain about being trapped on the couch, but not about the weather.

Tomorrow I am leaving the house. It will be officially 48 hours since the bleeding stopped and I will be officially allowed to move around. Nothing crazy, of course. I feel like I did when I was a kid and we were going to Disneyworld the next day. I cannot wait to get out of this house. Having some distractions so that I’m not just laying here, feeling my belly, and trying to imagine what chaos is going in there will be a good thing.

I just hope my bank account is ready, because I feel like I might go shopping and just freak out.