Been feeling better, slowly; I mean, I DO feel better, but I have my days, or weird setbacks such as when my dear hedgehog gave me a zoonotic infection on my thumb (which took a month to heal, and stumped all of my doctors) which sucked, honestly. Moral: take your hedgehog to the vet as soon as you get him/her. Avoid being pregnant, too, I guess? That's what probably made it happen at all. ANYWAYS. It's cool to feel better and also to have a BUMP; visual progress for all my "effort"! Pregnancy is still weird - random hiccups, random nosebleeds, random forgetfulness, huge desire for sweets and other cravings like STEAK and MORE STEAK, etc. But it's good. I was thinking today that I'm glad it's a long process - gives me time to think about it all, and enjoy it (so far?). I am always grateful. Even when I have a total meltdown about things that would normally probably make me crabby, but not a sobbing mess on the couch. Husband remains a saint. Sometimes I feel like my body is a bit old - but I so don't feel old right now. Not at all. Even if I am a "geriatric pregnancy". HA.
I've been trying to get the house ready along with getting rid of stuff like WHOA. It's caused a lot of household upheaval, but as I discovered long ago in olden times, you gotta make a mess to make things cleaner. I have hours of work ahead of me on eBaying what turns out is probably half my wardrobe. My goal is to take the proceeds to IKEA and do another highly adult run, there: procure new couch w/fold-out bed (NOT FUTON), rocking chair (preferably with Tim Burton-esque stripes), highchair. SO PROSAIC, and I LOVE it. Just as I loved organizing the bathroom today and using my P-Touch labeler. MY BLISS KNOWS NO BOUNDS.
But, I'm also looking forward to focusing on continuing to develop a web-based playwriting course, primarily for a dear young playwriting friend, but also because I am obsessed. Playwriting class itself is going wonderfully. I still haven't started my key writing projects I want to get done pre-baby, in the sense that I haven't put pen to paper. But I've been chewing on them and creating in my brain, and reading craft books and great examples of the genres.
This post is also highly prosaic. What can I say. Random things, that's what. Tonight is Logan with friends. I got a Pat the Bunny baby book off of eBay. I'm obsessed with little cute whales for my baby girl and they have proliferated on my registry (along with other cute animals). Reading Trevor Noah's memoir. Enjoyed the Oscars (shouldn't have left to go to the bathroom at the end - missed the upheaval). Started Captain Fantastic and it made me cry at least three times; I'll finish it soon. Ted Hedgerson is wonderful and grumpy as usual. Started putting peppermint essential oil on his mint stick toy and it's hilarious - like catnip. He goes to the vet next week - his vet also owns a hedgehog. I will pester the crap out of that poor vet - so many questions. Daydreaming about going to Big Fun (dope vintage toy store here in CLE) and buying a bunch of Strawberry Shortcake toys for my girl. I want the house. And all the things. ALL the things.
Not avoiding political or heavy topics; they are frequently on my mind. But not as heavy on my mind, at least not at this given moment. Still important; just not as heavy. Comedy still continues to save me - all the late night shows, satire, everything.
Alright. Must go eat STEAK!!!!