she’s laying on the floor babble-talking to herself, to the ceiling, to me. a mixture of different sounds and mostly da-da-da-da. fighting sleep with heavy dozy eyes. each time i look at her nearly dozing off she smiles, turns her head up to look at me more.
i would be in bed right now, with her inbetween us. getting a few more hours of sleep.
*yaaaaaaawn*
but i dread that frantic jump out of bed to scramble for clothes and answer the doorbell. i always feel like it’s so rude of me to answer the door in that state.
landlord coming by to fix the oven. and, it just so happens that our washing machine decided to go crazy crazy on yooouu us. (couldn’t help but follow the lyrics)
oy vey. feels like everything is falling apart over here. it makes me feel terrible…
- the weather, beyond anyone’s control. it turns out that we’re the lucky ones now… other people have burst pipes and still don’t have water.
- the oven, in due time for love. just needs element replaced. just happened to crap out on us at the most perfect of moments.
- the washer/dryer. crazy asshole needs to be replaced after ruining my baby’s clothes. at least she’s growing out of them fast… it’s falling apart and spinning bits of shredded plastic and black shit.
- i need to replace shower head, or else you’re showering in either freezing cold water, or scorching hot. sometimes it decides to change it up for you on it’s own. delightful dance to get clean..
- return christmas lights since they are brand new and half the strand is now not working. will they even take that back? 40 quid is a lot…
meanwhile
i ordered business cards. have yet to order shipping materials. need to get my act together and photograph paintings and upload them to etsy.
major procrastinator…
working on sketches but my pencil just won’t flow.
maybe i need a different medium. hmmmmms
i love this numbering of posts instead of thinking of titles. you wouldn’t think that it would take that long to come up with something non-douchey as a title… but it keeps me from clicking ‘publish’ and i end up just deleting the whole thing. which.. might not be a bad idea either. 
watching videos of her baby baby self…
eskimo kisses.
