lowering the bar

I have a lot of aspirations 

lately none of which seem to be coming to any sort of fruition.

There's the baby quilt I haven't even started on, the bunting/garland thingy I want to finish before the Nub's birthday, oh yeah, the Nub's birthday... 

that stack of papers in my IGNORE basket that need filing, and a bunch of other crap that isn't magically disappearing or taking care of itself even though I'm directing all my mental energy that way.  

Yesterday I bought a pack of newborn diapers after realizing at this point in my last pregnancy I already had a serious amount of that stuff stashed away.  We didn't buy diapers for months.  I used to be a planner, I used to have everything figured out.  Then someone came and scooped out my brains and is probably using them for fertilizer somewhere.  Good thing this kid is already set for clothes and stuff because I'd probably try to bring him home from the hospital naked in a cardboard box or something like that.  

I'm kidding, I'm far too neurotically controlling to let it get THAT bad.  

Let's just say that for me, at this point in my life, I've let a lot of stuff go.  But, if you know the more glaring parts of my personality, that's probably a good thing.  

So maybe I should be looking at this from an entirely different perspective?  

This is an achievement Kalli, you are expanding your realm of knowing all things to include the unknown (what?).  

YOU ARE AWESOME!

Now if someone could just come and scrub this weird crusty stain off the couch that I just noticed, I think I'll go celebrate my rediscovered awesomeness with a nutella topped brownie.