Here’s a preggo picture I took this morning in the bathroom mirror.

It’s the first one I’ve taken because as you can tell, I’m not showing that much. (Although I waddle with the best of them). So instead of looking like cute pregnancy pictures, they’d look more like fat pics. And there’s nothing fun or cute about that.

And here’s the mountain of boxes I hauled in today from the back of my truck.

That’s my torn apart (sort of) living room. It’s not really torn apart yet, it’s just where we’re dumping everything that needs to be packed away before we list our house. And now it’s full of collapsed boxes. I’m really hoping we make some significant headway this weekend, starting today.

Nate spent the morning packing 7 small boxes of books out of his office, and really, he hasn’t made a dent.

We got the inspection report faxed over today. I’m hoping the sellers will play ball. Mainly, we’re going to ask for the things that aren’t safe pertaining to electrical code and the gas furnace. We’re willing to do a lot of the other stuff ourselves, and then there’s the big issue that we don’t know how to approach yet.

I’m not being cryptic on purpose, but until we know what our plan is, I don’t want to get into too much detail. It may all change tomorrow.