ONE: I have a breakfast nook

Although I have a huge pile of books on pregnancy and birth and parenthood, the first book I read after moving to Northern California was a history of methamphetamine ("No Speed Limit: The Highs and Lows of Methamphetamine" by Frank Owen). Overall, not fantastically edited but lots of interesting stuff including the history of meth in this country and it's beginnings (like most dangerous, illegal, drugs) as a legalally prescribed medication for various things including the ennui of domestic life...

"Dexedrine's gentle stimulation will provide the patient with a new cheerfulness, optimism, and feeling of well-being that may again make her life seem worth living."


I've been a haus frau for over a month now and although I can imagine why someone might question life's meaning once her calendar consists of designated days to perform various cleaning, laundering, and shopping tasks (Wednesday is my dog washing day) and why, in turn, marketing methamphetamine derivatives towards a lady in this predicament would be a success...I am pleased to say that for the time being, I have found domestic life to be the bees knees without the use of drugs.

Of course it helps to be in love (which I am) and it helps to have a massive 'nesting' project (which I do) but still, I didn't imagine the transition would be so smooth.

I started by painting three rooms:



Concerned Person: What about the paint fumes affecting the baby?
Me: Community College is not only respectable, it's far more affordable.

Since painting, I have been engrossed in the slow, but fastideous process of unpacking, integrating my stuff with L's stuff and organizing...with assistance from three of my favorite companions...

And so begins the simultaneously mundane and completely exciting business of settling into life with a partner and an alleged baby - tentative arrival date: October 8.