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Long Weekend

Well, we're getting ever closer to the first doctor's appointment. We're about 8 days away at this point. I have to admit, I'm getting scared. Not of the doctor's or of being a father, but of our current housing arrangement. Our apartment is old, drafty, and has a dangerous staircase. It's narrow, and the stairs themselves are very short. I've fallen down them myself at one point, and nothing scares me more than having DrummerWife take a spill in the middle of the night and go tumbling down them.

The apartment was great when we first saw it. It was cute, kinda old-styled (which both me and DrummerWife wanted) but now, it's small, cluttered with the crap we've collected in the last year and a half of marriage, and just not going to cut it for a baby, OR a pregnant woman. We've got about 7.5 months before DrummerBaby is born, but not long before DrummerWife starts "showing." We have to be out of our place by then. The only question is do we continue renting or do we buy? And can we afford either option? To rent a larger place than we have is going to cost us as much, if not more than a mortgage. But to buy...oy. Closing costs, insurance, home repairs.

We can't win. :(

On top of all this, DrummerWife is at home again this morning. This is really, really hard on her. She's handling it well, but I can tell she gets so wiped out. We spent Saturday in Lancaster, PA for her company's Christmas party. They took everyone to the factory outlets out there, to dinner, and to a show. It was nice, but a long day, and I think DrummerWife is still feeling the effects. On top of that, we went with DrummerMother-in-Law and DrummerParents to see "White Christmas" at the newly renovated Grand Theater in my old stomping ground of East Greenville PA. It was nice to see what had previously been a run-down blight turned into something really nice again. I hate White Christmas, but DrummerWife, DrummerMom, and DrummerMother-in-Law love it, so they at least had a good time.

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