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To-do lists call even if you can’t walk or drive.

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Baby Garrett and I are waiting out his arrival with a LOOOOONG to-do list and some tunes.  I’m fascinated to see what he likes when he’s finally out and about with us in the world but one of today’s favorites that has him literally grooving in the womb is :

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Hopefully, Mr. Man arrives asap, my docket for the next few months is full and it’s hard to dive in when you have someone literally standing on some nerves and you can’t walk, just saying.  Childbirth sounds scary but 9/10 months has a way of wearing you down and ready to welcome the new adventure.  Maybe tonight?

Life lesson of the day, know your limitations!

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I’d post photos, but they’re horrid and I got my giggles out sharing them with a handful of folks already.  Safe to say, trying to shave your legs the week of your due date and hoping to maintain some semblance of dignity and attractiveness does not compute.  I gave up toenail painting months ago and bought (gasp) some terrible sneakers that had zippers since shoelace tying is impossible . . .found a great pedicurist who gives a killer calf massage (which, let’s face it, is the main reason a decent pedicure is soooo addictive).  WHY would I expect leg shaving to continue to be easy. . .arugh.  Basically, I think I just sent out a bat signal to Dracula and I’m waiting to run out to put signs and lockboxes on homes as I’m still using a hand towel (hand.towel. not a tissue) to get things under control.

So, I’m slow at times and apparently need to have some things hammered into my noggin.  Knowing my own limitations or at least conditional/short term limitations.

I booked myself a business meeting in Wilmington tomorrow (about an hour each way, on the long side with traffic, door to door).  I’m hoping that’s not beyond my scope for the time being.  ALC meeting Wednesday at the office as well. . .I’m shooting for full brain power, arriving early and wearing something that looks remotely business appropriate and flattering.  We shall see!

Woking on baby-proofing my business, as a pal of mine in D.C. likes to call the situation.  Have any pointers?  I’m VERY lucky on one hand to have a career that doesn’t have a traditional time clock and “office,” however, it means it never sleeps. . .couple that with a newborn who’s trying to find their own sleep schedule and I anticipate things will get a little entertaining!

Jacksonville’s Board of Realtor’s election night-more photos to follow?

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The last few months I have felt like I have been riding the bench professionally during a great game.  I managed to pull it together for last night’s festivities which, despite the contractions and sore feet and being overheated, made me feel a little more myself for a night which was a nice change of pace.  Everyone is joking that “once the baby arrives, you’ll be exhausted and it will slow you down”- they’ve obviously not experienced a difficult pregnancy.

Looking forward to launching some new projects and ideas and having my new right-hand-man by my side.  Subletting my body for the last year has given me time to fill MANY notebooks. . .big plans and goals for the future!

Today is also my birthday.  I had a talk with baby Garrett- included the philosophy my folks instilled that early is on time, on time is late and late is unforgivable.  I buffered the delivery and birthday conversation with the pointer that with both his father and my birthdays close to the due date, it would be lovely if everyone kept separate special days.  Last week we made it through a harvest moon, a packed labor and delivery department at the hospital and his father’s birthday.  This week I cleared my docket and rearranged a few big plans in anticipation since we are making very slow and steady delivery process.  The average first birth is fifteen hours, so reaching mid-day on my birthday I feel I’m safe to guess that we are in the clear but ANY TIME from here on out would be lovely.  Baby G, I’ll take a rain check for a day with no nausea, and getting to take a quick nap on my stomach as a present from you.  🙂

Hope you have big things brewing too!  Cheers to planning for an amazing sis-bang-boom to send out 2013 and to putting things in place and in motion for an even more amazing 2014!

Seasonal sprucing, neurotic nesting and diligent down-to-the-wire work to-do list.

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Enough with the alliteration.  Apologies.

Fall is (almost) here in the South.  If I was allowed to touch the bags of bug killer and fertilizer I have on hand, I’d know for sure what is optimal to prep for the winter and next spring- but I get yelled at by friends and neighbors  but, never hurts to see what you might need to do to winterize your lawn and prep it for a great following season.

Also, fall is a great time to trim back trees and shrubs so they look great for spring and to mulch loose leaves.  My father, on their recent visit, spent an industrious afternoon while my mother and I were wandering the newly re-opened/relocated New River Pottery trimming and thinning a wall of hedge (well, calling it a “hedge” is being kind- hot mess of evergreen weeds and poison ivy might be more appropriate) .  I say trim, but think back to any story you have ever heard about a three year old with a pair of scissors and their own hair.  Nightmare bangs.  Well,  I had nightmare masses of thorny briar mess all over the back yard and now no longer have a loverly buffer to the neighbors back yard, which, if you’ve ever hear my crowd-pleasing story involving a small gas leak and my blowdryer (seriously, it’s good over coffee or a soon-to-be-enjoyed-again-glass-of-wine). . .and an audience. . .you understand what a loss.

So, in an effort to get the baby show on the road, spent the last few days cleaning the house and scrubbing the floors and today, hauling a mountain of trimmings to the curb- AND tracked it through the house so I’ll be doing all the floors, again.  Not the same as Spinal Tap, but my nesting goes to eleven.

Of course it’s also raining work now, loan pre-approvals and random buyers who didn’t respond to email or voicemail for months calling/emailing back and in the next two weeks, four listings hitting the market.  As predicted, looks like no maternity leave for me, but then, I can’t handle missed phone calls or texts.  Maybe three am feedings will become my new favorite lead generation/email triage time?

If a little is good, a lot is better- right?

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More of something is sometimes a beautiful thing- particularly in the case of either wine or butter (though not together, well, together in perhaps a meal but not in a glass).

With the grandparents move to the coast this summer I took the opportunity to adopt some family pieces up for grabs for the nursery for Mr. Wonderful-due-to-arrive-this-early-fall.  So, note that one of the pics above is a sneak peek of the nursery prior to it’s paint job and new fan installation and of course hanging things and rearranging the furniture so things aren’t staged against the walls like a bad sixth grade dance and, yes, that’s a seersucker sports coat for him-he already has social obligations next Spring and Summer so, naturally, he needed something natty to wear.

Leave it to my family, things started out with “I’d love a twin big boy bed for the nursery.” to “Sure, I’ll take both and the matching nightstand.” and escalated to “Yes, I’d love two twin beds, two dressers, an arm chair and a mirror all in solid maple as well as a funky vintage reading chair and ottoman.”- which they took to ALSO mean that they would be sneaking in two lamps and two complete designer picked out and custom made chintz bed sets complete with blankets and pillows. . . .AND in my zipping home to let Miss Mabel Merry Lou out in the yard for a few moments between appointments noticed the box number seemed off and I spotted a box of “French prints.”  Classic.Jolly.Johnson.Family.Fun.

Your favorite Realtor may be in need of an extra wing on the home or, if you stop by for dinner, in addition to a doggy bag of leftovers to carry home, you may also be leaving with an end table.

Pinterest, fine, I’m addicted.

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Click above so we can swap ideas and frolic on the interwebs together.  I’m guilty of  “pinteresting”at baby showers skipping the games, slow open houses, waiting forever past a scheduled Dr. Appointment, waiting for movies to start.  In short, I’m terrible at waiting.  I’m sure most folks are but as a grown up, I have come to realize I have the patience of a six year old.  May as well use those powers for good instead of evil!

Find killer party ideas, nifty out door entertaining and party game suggestions (giant Jenga or Monopoly anyone?!), paint ideas, furniture lay out suggestions and of course – HEY, I’D LOVE IT IF YOU CALLED ME ABOUT REAL ESTATE!

I swear I’ll put down my Pinterest boards to take you call!  😉