If you know us, you know that we can’t stand our neighbors.  We are generally tolerant people, in the sense that we will put up with crappy music blasting through the walls until about midnight.  Actually, we still put up with it after midnight, but we just bitch about it at length amongst ourselves.  Our downstairs neighbors chose last night to blast incredibly awful music until 4:30AM.  People were in out out of their unit all night long.  I kept getting jolted awake as soon as I’d drift off to sleep….and sleep has been in short supply lately.  At 3:30AM, Rob wrote a note and stuck it on their door asking them to politely watch the volume.  Well, they got the note, but the noise has gone on ALL DAY today.  I’ve been doing different things to keep busy as the day has gone on.  My main goal is to try to stay as relaxed as possible, which is very difficult with a bunch of people playing awful hip hop and engaging in childish drinking games just underneath my bedroom.  I really haven’t felt too emotional or upset during this pregnancy, but the idea that the hospital is going to be more relaxing than my own home depresses me beyond belief.  I’ve had contractions all day today and it’s been really difficult to lay here thinking about how the challenging moments of labor are only going to get worse when I can hear vapid shouting matches unfold underneath our home in the middle of the night.  I want out of here so badly.  There are other reasons to despise the neighbors (like no help with the yard work when it’s obvious that I (we) can’t do it by ourselves anymore), but I don’t want to digress too much.

So here’s what we did with our Saturday to distract us from the Neanderthals downstairs:

• I made homemade oatmeal apple pancakes for breakfast
• We walked into town and bought a baby book and a wool diaper cover
• Went to the Farmer’s Market where I ran into the university veterinarian (who gave me a big hug and good luck vibes for the delivery), one of my former students and his daughter, my prenatal yoga teacher and her 1-week old son, and some dude that Rob works with.
• Sat on my butt and watched Rob weed the garden
• Came home and laid around in bed, wishing I had ear plugs:(
• We’re about to walk up to the movie theater to see Indiana Jones
• Afterwards, we will likely continue our date at a local restaurant