I really couldn't include my face in this picture, because I just look so tired and bitter.
I don't know if you've ever been 32 weeks pregnant, but if so, you know it's not the most fun you've ever had.
And then if you've been 32 weeks pregnant and spent the evening packing boxes, you know it pretty much sucks a tremendous amount of ass. And so you might have on a very tired sour pickle face.
But it might also make you smile to see that the boxers you are wearing produce, in their scrunched down state, a similar effect to your erection skirt.
And then you are hit with the fact that really, in not so long, the large jicama (???) you're currently carrying is going to become a little human living outside your body! And then you can start to work on getting back to a place where you might wear outfits you think are cute, and mince around feeling cute in them.
The end, it is in sight!
And today, should all go well, we close on the new place. And move for the second time in a month.
And don't move again for 30 years.