Once again, as I was taking a hot shower last night (showering is still a challenge for me. I feel for those I live with), all I could think about was the deep, jetted tub in the master bathroom of the new house.

(This is, admittedly, not a picture of the bathtub. I don’t have one, but this is the promotional picture of the master bathroom, so I got you close. It’s groovy, isn’t it? Except for the mirror, which I don’t like at all).

The bathtub I am buying but cannot yet use torments me each time I shower. Probably because I’m so freaking tired, that I want to be laying in hot water, not standing in it.

Our current shower is in a bathtub, but it’s one of those standard, shallow tubs that, while it may work for some is hardly adequate for a very tall, very large lady like me. Particularly now that my stomach is significantly 7-months-pregnant-bigger than it even is normally.

Yeah, my BUTT and my FEET might be in warm water, but that’s about it.

Still, in my desperation last week, I tried it anyway. Unfortunately, I had already spent about 30 minutes in the shower, trying to decide if it was even worth it, and by the time I made up my mind, and about 3 inches of water accumulation later, the hot water ran out.

So I cried and went to bed.

My neighbor had some guys he knows come out yesterday to move appliances out of and prep my kitchen floor. They also re-installed our second toilet. Yay! All in the hopes that my contractor with the flu would be able to make it back out today. He phoned this morning and said that he could come, but he’s coughing and flemmy, and was concerned for my health in my delicate condition.

Valid concern, thank you, but I need a floor.

So, V and I are banished from the house once he arrives, and I hope he’s able to get a lot done while we’re gone, running the zillions of errands I’ve been neglecting all week as I’ve been packing and cleaning and stressing.

I have carpet cleaners coming tomorrow morning, and I need to be finished with the cleaning, dusting, and packing by tomorrow night before the walk-throughs start on Friday. At which point, I’m hoping to have found a kind soul that will let Veronica and I crash at their house for the day.

I’m SO TIRED!