My weekend officially started two hours ago and it couldn't have come at a better time. I'm exhausted folks. We've been busting our asses for the past few days getting this joint ready for the new furniture that came yesterday. I'm 36 years old and I finally have a couch and a love seat that match. This is what I call a fucking miracle.
So pretty much I'm going to do nothing but sack out today (An old 80's expression meaning relax). Tomorrow Allyson and I go to our first parenting class. The hospital offers 6 or 7 of these classes, and I think we're signed up for all of them. I don't think It's mandatory for me to go to breast feeding 101, but It's definitely a good idea for me to learn how to change a diaper before the kid is born. This much I realize.
Do you guys think I should wear a suit to class? It's not like I wanna be friends with any of the assholes that are going to be in class with us, but it's always smart to make a good impression with the teacher. Maybe I'll even bring her an apple. Teachers like that shit.
Anyway, Allyson and Erica got a good chunk of work done in Jr's room over the past week. Everything is proceeding as I have foreseen. Have a splendid weekend my friends.