Back from LA LA land
Well, I didn’t get much accomplished in L.A. besides getting to see my hubby — which was the main objective. I really thought I would be able to find some cute maternity clothes but I guess only celebrities get cute clothes because I could not find anything anywhere. I broke down and went into Target’s maternity section and found a pair of pants. But that was the only thing I scored. I wanted to get some cute wedges and I couldn’t even find any I wanted to buy — that is NOT like me!
I don’t think I could ever live in L.A., not unless I could find a way to get everywhere I needed to go without getting on the interstate. My heart rate is still up from being on the freeway. It’s too scary — especially riding in a tiny Kia rental. The weather, though, is something I could get used to as long as I didn’t have to worry about wild fires! It was sunny and not humid at all even though it approached 90.
I didn’t get a respite from crazy hormones on my short weekend trip. The night I arrived, Chris woke up to me crying in my sleep. He had to wake me up from a nightmare that was causing me to sob. If I woke Chris up, who sleeps like the dead, I must have really been loud. It is so strange, being awoke suddenly from a dream or nightmare — your mind knows you are awake and nothing is wrong but it takes a while to really realized that. It took me a while to stop crying. I was dreaming Chris wanted to divorce me and not be a part of the baby’s life. So weird. I have never, ever woke up crying like that. I hope to never do it again!
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