I’ve had a big couple of days and the sad news is that I’m almost too busy to write about them!  Remember that project I said I was helping launch soon?  Well, it’s launching.  This month.  Oh yes.

This means I am officially Way Too Busy.  With a full-time job (with a blog), my own blog, and a new blog, I have blogs coming out my ears and I don’t even know what to do about it.  I’m shoveling my way out from under 100+ emails every day, writing my little face off, and to be honest?  Feeling really overwhelmed.  Plus I’m riding a mood swing at the moment so I’m also feeling a tad misanthropic as well.

But!  I broke up with my OB-GYN today, scheduled my first appointment with my new care provider, and scheduled my next ultrasound appointment.  You know, the BIG ultrasound appointment, wherein it will be revealed whether Squishy is:

• A boy.
• A girl.
• A freaking mystery because the baby won’t cooperate.

My appointment is set for October 5th so you can expect an exclamation point-laden post sometime that day.

See?  I can’t even muster up excitement for that!  Ugh, I need a vacation and a virgin strawberry daiquiri stat.  I mean, I really want to talk about what happened with my doctor and what we ended up deciding to do.  I also want to talk about the new site I’m helping to launch.  What I don’t want to do is talk about these things when I’m feeling so crazed and tired.

Sigh.  What I need to do is pull myself together.  I’m gonna go stand in a corner and breathe into a paper bag until I can get my mind to stop racing like an amphetamine-addled NASCAR driver.  I’ll post again when I’m feeling less inclined to stick out my thumb and hitch a ride to Alaska, where I’ll tell stories for a living and set up a strange encampment in a public library.