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Today has been an odd day.
Had the plumber come out this morning and mark out the basement floor where he wants the slab cut for pipes. He basically said take out the entire bathroom floor. More than I was expecting, but I guess it does make sense for the work he's going to do.
Then we had a baby phootshoot. Kirby's friend does newborn photos. I wouldn't so much call them portraits as still-lifes with babies, but they're cute I guess. She cranks the heat up in the house ridiculously hot, puts on a white noise machine and keeps the babies asleep for the entire session. I tried to convince her that it was unnecessary with Rory, but she didn't believe me. The girl didn't wake up once, she's been sleeping all evening as well. I just spent ten minutes trying to wake her up and was only moderately successful.
So the photoshoot killed like four hours in the middle of the day, and everything has just seemed extremely off since then. I'm that weird kind of apathetic haze, and I don't think Kirby's feeling much better.
Week one of the paternity leave is down. There's only two weeks left and I feel like I'm going to have to start planning things to do so that we don't waste this time. Even if it's such things as "deep clean the closet" It's got to be scheduled or I'm going to just fritter away the hours.
Had the plumber come out this morning and mark out the basement floor where he wants the slab cut for pipes. He basically said take out the entire bathroom floor. More than I was expecting, but I guess it does make sense for the work he's going to do.
Then we had a baby phootshoot. Kirby's friend does newborn photos. I wouldn't so much call them portraits as still-lifes with babies, but they're cute I guess. She cranks the heat up in the house ridiculously hot, puts on a white noise machine and keeps the babies asleep for the entire session. I tried to convince her that it was unnecessary with Rory, but she didn't believe me. The girl didn't wake up once, she's been sleeping all evening as well. I just spent ten minutes trying to wake her up and was only moderately successful.
So the photoshoot killed like four hours in the middle of the day, and everything has just seemed extremely off since then. I'm that weird kind of apathetic haze, and I don't think Kirby's feeling much better.
Week one of the paternity leave is down. There's only two weeks left and I feel like I'm going to have to start planning things to do so that we don't waste this time. Even if it's such things as "deep clean the closet" It's got to be scheduled or I'm going to just fritter away the hours.