What a funk I was in yesterday. Those nightmares just bummed me out all day, and I still don't know if I'm being laid off or not.

I got home last night, ate a snack of cheese and crackers and fruit, and then we took Bugs to the park for a run. I was talking to Dan about planning a getaway, going camping, taking off and going somewhere, anywhere to get a break from the rut that we're in. I want to go up to Mt. Lassen and maybe Southern Oregon, but that would take at least a week, and Dan can't get away before August. So this weekend then....but it's going to be 4th of July and everywhere will be packed with people. Ugh. I feel all tied down by the dog and our finances and all this crap that I didn't even think of a week ago.

This must be the hormone swing that I keep reading about, where all of a sudden you freak out and wonder what the hell you're doing having a child and giving up all your free time and suddenly you just feel ambivalent about the whole thing. I always think this stuff I read about won't happen to me, but I guess it really does happen to everyone. So I'm still very excited about the baby and wouldn't change anything, but suddenly I feel all tied down and want to go roam around the world for the next six months or so. Completely impractical. And Dan doesn't feel that way at all, this thing hasn't hit him, or at least not yet. But he's about two weeks behind me in pregnancy symptoms.... ;-)

We saw Chuck on the way home with his baby daughter Sophia. He was raving about parenthood, and how amazing it is, which cheered me up, but then he said that he didn't actually watch the baby's head come out or anything, because he may not have been able to sleep with Maria afterwards. That totally did NOT cheer me up.

John is going to Maui tomorrow for 10 days. He deserves it, he hasn't taken a vacation in 3 years.