Out of Place

I'm sitting here on the couch watching my dinner spin round and round in the microwave.

Because it's in the living room and not in the kitchen where it belongs.

Needless to say, this makes me VERY uncomfortable but I'm going to tough it out.

I understand that many people deal with makeshift kitchens during their remodeling but I don't know if those people share my issues.

It makes me really uncomfortable when things are where they don't belong: underwear on the side of the road, a child's sock in a mall parking lot, microwaves in the living room.

But I can do this.

I

Can

Do

This.

On a brighter note, I heard the baby's heartbeat today and am thrilled that Bebe is still alive and kickin'. I figure I can maybe enjoy a few days of expectant mother bliss before I'm once again convinced that she's gone silent.