Squeezed

That's how I feel right now. Squeezed by everything I have to do in the next 48 hours.

Tomorrow is E's baptism, followed by a family lunch here at our place. That may not sound like much, but between my family and Pete's that's over 30 right there. Throw in just a couple of friends and it's a madhouse. I'm keeping it easy this time - just sandwich fixings, etc. as opposed to the sit-down brunch I did for Kate, but it's still a lot of work and I'm just not feeling up to it. Plus, I have nothing to wear. The weight simply refuses to budge and other than some cheap summer clothes I have two pair of pants that (almost) fit and no shirts except maternity. I have to get this weight off.

Part of the issue is that E is having a growth spurt. So she's up during the nights and eating constantly during the day. She's nursing so much I feel physically worn out.

We also were supposed to choose our contractor last night, but we were just too tired. I'm at a point where I need to stop thinking about it until later.

Tomorrow night is also my first orchestra rehearsal of the new season, and I've hardly practiced. Thankfully, the music will be simple enough to sight read - even considering how out-of-shape I am. But I also have to get seating figured out for my section. I guess I'll do all this tomorrow after everyone leaves. Last night I dreamed that they took the new cellist we have joining us this year and made him principal. Guilty conscience, you think?

So wish me luck. My happy thought right now is that by Monday this will all be over, and then I can focus on the house stuff again and getting my fat butt in the gym.