Week 29...I think

Current Weight - 161, hard to believe it isn't more based on the amount of ice cream I have been consuming.

I actually have no idea what week this is, but according to my phone it is week 29. The phone wins this one.

Things have been okay the last week. Planning is always a source of conflict for me and Cesar. He'd like to wait until the 11th hour to get anything in order while I would like to, at the very least, have a foggy idea of what the plan is as far ahead of time as possible. It can be hard not to let the hormones get the best of me in arguments but he has been pretty understanding. Through all of my nagging we have made some decisions. I'll move into his parent's house with him until he has a good foothold at work.
AH! WORK! So my wonderful boyfriend has been working at Dreyer's the past few weeks. The drive started wearing him down (about 40 miles one way on top of his driving from store to store) so he gave a reminder phone call to Red Bull. They had him come in last week and offered him way more than they had offered him last time. The first time he interviewed they said the position was for a part time merchandiser; not the best and he is capable of much more. Well, this time they told him the position was for a FULL TIME RELIEF SALES position! Cue triumphant music. Right now we are awaiting final approval and then we should know if he is in or not. Very exciting indeed. 
In my corner, I will start "interning" for a real estate company, thanks to one of my former Kappa advisors. It'll pay me per sale and I go by for a few hours 3 days a week. Also very exciting. I should be able to learn a lot there and maybe make some career moves, plus its something I can do while on leave from my soul sucking office job.
So this baby has pretty good etiquette already. If I slouch he kicks me in the ribs, he must be mine. I wish he would let me slouch, my back has been hurting lately. I think its time to look in to a massage, like...immediately. Maybe some bengay in the meantime.
The other night I think I had my first official weird craving: pancakes and enchilada sauce. It could have been exhaustion but it made my mouth water regardless. It has since passed, but I was excited that I finally had something weird to report.
I'm outgrowing my clothing faster than I expected. I'm as reluctant as ever to buy maternity clothing. I still don't want to be draped in flowy articles a la circus tent. I'm actively searching for someone who would like to do all the shopping for me. So far, no bites.
For now I'm off to work out my arms so they don't look fat in all the pictures of me holding baby.