i'll be 24 weeks in a couple of days and that means that if the baby comes early it has a good chance of survival. of course if it did it would scare the crap out of me and the cg as we are really rather unprepared right now. in the midst of all this unpreparedness we have decided to start looking for a house in B-o-A. we have a viewing on thursday and i've spent at least the last couple of hours trying to get every inch of information about the place from the internet. unfortunately after 2 hours of headache inducing research i still only know what the agent told me except that i've also worked out that it's 0.7 miles from the house to the train station (and less than 15 minutes on the train to Bath). My big fear about moving is that we will end up somewhere we are as disassified with as the place we are in now. it's odd how we both have very emotional reactions to our places of abode; particularly since the cg is not renowned for emotionality (is that even a word?). talk of the devil. he's just got home from making our daily bread.
6:09 p.m. - January 07, 2008
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