Losing Brain Cells

I can't even tell you how glad I am that Hod got a new job.  Because I NEED him!

Pregnancy brain is such a real thing in my life.  Because Hod has been working at least 60 hours a week, I have been taking care of everything in our apartment.  And that's fine, because I've only been working around 10 hours a week.

However, it seems I have given all of my current brain cells to baby girl.  Let me give you some examples.

I did a load of whites, and they came out smelling gross.  I had been a little slow getting them from the washer to the dryer, so I blamed it on that.  But it really wasn't that long!  However, we have one of those high efficiency washers, so maybe I just needed to clean it?  I don't know.  Because we have a top loader, it's not supposed to get gross very fast, like I was told I should clean it 3-4 times a year.  And we only have had our washer for a month.

We couldn't figure out what it was.  Then, while Hod was changing cloths, he realized that his shirt smelled like a mix of Jolly Ranchers (remember this?) and of him.  But I was no where to be found.  Do you see where this is going?  I forgot to put laundry soap in the washer!  I have been doing my own laundry for SEVENTEEN years, and I have never forgot soap!  Who does that?  Pregnant ladies.

I've been demoted, so now it's Hod's job to wash and dry the laundry and I just put it away.

Along with this... I tried to burn down the apartment.  Ok... not on purpose, but still.  Here's that story.

I have this super fancy hair straightener, that I got from a friend in TX.  But the power button is crazy sensitive.  I've had this straightener for 3 years, and I just learned early on to always put the power button towards the counter.  Then I couldn't accidentally turn it on.  For 3 years I've been doing this.  And yet, on Sunday, I forgot.  Monday, when I went to go get in the shower I tossed my clean cloths on the counter.  After my shower, I reached for my cloths, and they were all hot!  My pants (and I only have 2 pairs of maternity pants) were burned.  It's not horrible, the average person probably wouldn't notice, but still, I burned my pants!  If I had taken a longer shower, I would have started a fire and burned down my apartment!

Because there was no real harm in this, I can laugh a bit about it, but it is still a bummer!