Bedrest Boredom

The first couple of days, I was tired from the many drugs they pumped into me at the hospital, so I wasn't that bored. Now, I'm deadly bored. At least the Olympics are on, huh?

I'm going to make myself a bit of a schedule for the weekdays, so hopefully that will help. I'll try to work about 2 hours every week day. It's not a whole lot, but it should keep me from getting too behind and let me make a little bit of money. Alan's going to die when I hear this, because obviously the house is a mess between us cleaning out the spare room for the baby and him doing everything for three people and working, but I'm going to try to invite friends or family over sometimes, just because I can't really leave the house to visit.

I went to the library today and checked out tons of books, but even that short excursion caused contractions. (Aside - no contractions otherwise, though...yippee!!!) I'm not really a movie person and the good tv hasn't started yet. I get on my computer, but that starts to hurt my neck and arms after a while since I'm not exactly sitting straight up. I might need Alan to move the Lazy Boy into the living room.

Etcetera.