Ever have one of those really really really tired days where you almost can't function you're just that tired? Yeah that's me today.

I'm not sure what's come over me, but I am SO insanely tired.

A recap of the last few weeks.

The end of August, we moved back into my sister's house. They were kind enough to open their home back up to us when I told her about rent costs, and how we wanted to save money, and how getting into a house was our #1 priority. She felt comfortable offering the basement to us again because we have a plan. We're not just going to mooch off of her. And we're off to a good start. Our savings is higher than it's ever been, and it's only going to go up. WAHOO!

We have started the process of house hunting, getting a loan officer and what not. Yesterday he emailed me saying, "Tracee- I received your 31 page fax. Thank you." Hahahahaha I felt a little bad about that, but they need a lot of information, so what else could I do? So he's going to review that information, and hopefully we'll be able to take some more steps soon.

I am about to hit 30 weeks, which blows my mind. Justin and I realized that we have next to nothing if the baby decided to come early. The crib is in storage, the swing is the box, and the few outfits that we have are still tucked away in some drawers. No car seat. No diapers. Nothing. So hopefully baby is like his mom, fashionably late, rather than like his dad who is always early/on time.

As of Monday, I've put in my 8 weeks notice. November 16th will be my last day working. I'm so excited! I'll miss the money, yes, but I can hardly wait to be at home with my own little family. In my own little home (fingers crossed). I gave them such an early notice so that my job has the chance to have a few weeks for interviews/hiring, and then a week or two with me training them. The week after the 16th is Thanksgiving, and then baby is scheduled to come 2 weeks after that. AH!

Last night, right before getting in bed, Justin spotted a HUGE spider chilling out on our tile. It was NOT awesome. After seeing a spider, I always have the feeling that they're either lurking on me, or where I'm going to step next. It was nasty, and when he squished it, he yelled, "Ew! I felt it pop!" And I died. Right there. Not really, but I wanted to. Disgusting.

And now, I'm working. Mentally preparing myself for the glucose test I've got to take today. I get to leave work early (YAY!) to go get my blood drawn (boo) after drinking a super awesome drink an hour before. So woo hoo for that. Hopefully the numbers are all normal, because I don't really want to do this again. It's too stressful.

But, when I get home, I'm going to take a bomb nap!