I love a rainy night. A rainy day, on the other hand...

It has been a most unfortunate day. In the vending machine, the only cookies were oatmeal raisin, the only Pop Tarts were cherry, and the only Nutri-Grain bars were apple cinnamon. Bleh. It's probably just as well, since I went to the doctor this morning and found out that I've gained 9 pounds in the past 2 weeks. Which puts my total weight gain at 15 pounds in 32 weeks. Which, my doctor assured me, is still excellent. But still.

And I'm trying to pack up my house and I feel like garbage and I just want to go home but I can't go home because I have actual work to do that I'm not even doing because I'm sitting here in my office looking busy when this is really all I'm typing.

And everyone I've run into today has told me that I look sad. Even the doctor gave me business cards for therapists that specialize in pregnancy issues. Does Clinique eye cream make you look sad? I used it for the first time this morning, but all it said on the label was that it's supposed to reduce puffiness and circles. It didn't say anything about causing depression. Maybe I should call the 800 number and see what they say.

Or maybe I should just get things sorted out.