Before we left we took my car in for an oil change and the factory recommended tire alignment. I called and made an apt and requested an oil change and an alignment. When I arrived (after the production of unloading both kids and their crap from my car) I asked if they had me down for an oil change and an alignment. He asked why I wanted one and I said "because it vibrates at high speeds." He responded "well we'll check to see if you need one."
When I came back to pick it up Mike was with me and I asked if they had done an alignment, which they had not. This time Mike asked for it and they said "yes sir." Ok, in their defense they were probably just trying to be nice and save me some money, but I really hate that crap. Car places and doctors! Sigh.
While we were waiting for my car to be done we went to Target to get some things for the trip including a new air mattress. The queen size was $139, but the twin was only $40 so (mom brain coupon obsession) I suggest we just get two twins. Fast forward to us trying to huddle together for warmth and falling through the gab and eventually duct tapping (you heard me) the mattresses together. Even sharing duct tapped air mattresses in a tent with the baby all huddled together for warmth felt like couple time at this point.
Also, I mentioned the freezing cold spring that Mike MADE me get in. I was not thinking clearly about this whole bathing suit situation. None of my clothes fit well from before the pregnancy why on earth did I think my bathing suit would? I've never been a swimming in a t-shirt girl, but that thing was obscene at this point. Mainly up top, thank you breast feeding. I went from a B cup to a D, how could I have imagined my bikini top would cover me? Sigh. I'm not the same shape I was anymore (which for the most part is good) which makes clothes frustrating and bathing suits kind of sad.
To end on a happy note when I sent Mike to the store for diapers while I bought new jammies he got the correct size. He remembered me mentioning it earlier in the weekend! Awesome Job, Daddy!
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