So, last week I posted a rant on facebook about how I was sooo ready to move from TN already. A lot of people contacted me wanting to know why?!!? They wanted to know WHAT HAPPENED?!? Okay, I thought I would let non-mother's into the wonderful world of pregnancy.
I got up Wednesday morning thinking I would take the trash out...ya know, because Thursday is "trash day." I didn't feel like doing it first thing in the morning...and besides... I had all day to do it. SO... around noon... I see the TRASH MEN picking up the neighbors trash!!! I sent Brian a text wanting to know what was going on!!! (Side note: Brian was out of town...in California for work). He sent me text back saying "trash day" is Wednesday. CRAP!! I totally got the wrong day. I had a serious meltdown. Brian told me I shouldn't take out the trash, because he didn't want me carrying or pulling a heavy trashcan. I see his point, but damn....I'm not that fragile. (I tend to think I can do more than pregnant women are supposed to be doing). ANYWAY...
I basically wanted to move because THE TRASH MEN CAME ON THE CORRECT DAY. THAT is what hormones do to pregnant women. At the time, I thought it was a completely rational reason to move immediately. Now, I think it's silly, but whatever... I had a moment.
So...when you see me raging over something on facebook, just calm down. I'm a crazy person most days. I will have a second home in Florida, but I swear I'm not permanently moving there. I do think I will have one more major move within the next couple of years, but it won't be because the trash men came on the correct day. :) My husband is beyond successful, so a move would be due to his occupation. Lesson is: Sam is hormonal and irrational occasionally... don't take my rants too seriously!