Life gets in the way

A very brief note to say I'm still here; life just gets in the way sometimes. This past weekend we traveled to NCL for a night full of lust and fun; I'll write about it later. In the mean time, things just carry on, swirling about me like a huge whirlpool at the bottom of Victoria or Niagara. The house is a wreck (except for the kitchen which Jane cleaned this evening... eight months pregnant and she did everything but get down on her hands and knees to scrub the dirt off the floor). So, the kitchen is clean, but now it really feels like Jane has moved in. She swears she hasn't but I'm thinking how many changes of clothing hang in the closet doesn't really have anything to do with moving in; it's a mindset.