I was going to call this post 'Done'.
I was thinking of all the preparations that we've gone through.
Buying the baby things: done. Washing the baby clothes: done. Painting and cleaning and moving into the the baby room: done.
Making the little bed, complete with leafy canopy hovering above: done.
I've baked banana muffins and stashed them in the freezer. I've packed my hospital bag. I've finished all the official paper work. I've even voted, just in case things get too crazy for me to get over to the voting booths come September.
See? Done.
Except for one teeny, tiny, little thing, tucked into a folder on my computer. I had so hoped it would be done by now, but it isn't. My story.
Dang. I knew I had forgotten something.
And what a horrible place to stop: full chaos on all frontiers, death and loss and destruction all around.
But I will finish it sometime in the year to come, I promise, I promise, I promise.
Meanwhile: Okay, boy. It's safe to come out now, I think.
4 comments:
Yes, please come out!
(Or, you know, you could wait until the end of the Øya festival, but you choose.)
yeah, this sounds good, Tone!
you and Pan will make awesome parents.
Best colour in the world: Leavy green, with sunshine simmering through.
Oh yes. Courtesy of Lin, of course.
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