... so am I for that matter. But that's just too freaking bad, ok?

I'm rocking the bouncer with one hand (to keep the baby asleep. She went to sleep rocking out to some very loud Pink. Love my baby girl), wearing my mickey mouse gloves and struggling to type. But I feel like it. Now by Mickey gloves I don't mean cool gloves from Disneyland. I mean plain white cotton gloves. Obi hacks on me for them, just a little. But I still have something wrong with my stupid hands. And the gloves stop me scratching. I'm starting to heal *touch wood* and I've been very careful to not touch the handle bars of my pram. We think the rubber there might actually be latex, which would explain why this irritation is on both my hands, no where else and not contagious. (I'm allergic to latex)

Anyway I'm psyching myself up to move some furniture. I want to buy a joey jumper for Isis, but none of the doors in my unit have frames, so I'll have to get a stand as well. Which requires space. A lot of space. Like a square meter of floor. I tell myself I wont leave it set up all the time, but I know that's a downright lie. The only time I'll pull it apart is to take it outside or something. Because I'm a lazy bastard - which is why I'm writing this rather than working.

Thinking of writing and working, ages ago Piper put into my head that I should write a blog for cash. Sometimes I think I'd really like that, maybe I could even be successful. But what would I write about? I'm too random for a theme. And how do I convince people to pay me? Too hard. Back to the furniture.

I need to decide if I want to move the desks. Do I revamp this whole room or just shuffle some shit aside? Obi's PC is having overheating problems, and I think that has to do with it being set up in a corner with no flow. And my PC gets a lot of glare from the window behind me so I keep it darker in here than I'd like. But that's a lot of unnecessary work.

I can see how to free up a little room, if I stack the end-table shelves to make one shelf not two, remove that wooden box that's standing on it's side pretending to be a cupboard (maybe I can hide it under the baby's cot or have it as a foot rest under my desk) chuck out one of those bar stools that never get used for sitting (they tend to hold plates when it's time to serve, or my laptop when we skype with the in laws) and slide the pantry cupboards over... maybe stack the junk food cupboard on top of the real food one... Then really all I need to find a home for is my craft box & crate (that's accessible because I have a current project) and my altar.

And then I need to make it not feel crowded. Somehow... And make it baby safe. Because for a brat that can't even roll over, she gets around the floor really well.

I'm leaning toward putting this all in the "too hard" basket. Better make up my mind though because someone is stirring. I need someone to tell me to stop being a lazy bitch.

Don't you hate it when there's so much you want to do that you can't figure out where to start so you don't do it at all? Or does that only happen to me?

Ok, going to draw up and plan and get the measuring tape out. Yes.

Still not pregnant. *disappointed*