Unless I go into labour and have my baby in less than 2.5 hours, I shan’t be having a Star Wars baby. Which is fine. But it would have been kind of cool right?

I’m in a funny place at the moment. I’m surrounded by things to do yet have absolutely nothing to do. I have no good book to read; I have no awesome TV show that I’m dying to watch the next episode of; I have no sewing space even if I did have a sewing project (mending things doesn’t count); and our photos still aren’t connected to our computer so photo books are out also.

I read a saying a little while ago that said Only boring people get bored. Well consider me the most boring person in Rockhampton right now. It doesn’t help that I have no energy to do much even if I could find something to get excited about.

I think I’m just in a holding pattern at the moment. I’m excited about the baby arriving soon and I’m actually very well prepared. It’s just a matter of waiting now. And as Hubs can attest to, patience isn’t exactly a strong point of mine.

Maybe I should just go to bed.

Happy Star Wars Day! And May the Fourth be with you.