So, here it is 7:00 PM on a Friday night, and the country life where I am at is settled into still darkness, for the most part. I can hear the movie the kids are watching in their room, and Missus is lay on the bed recuperating from another week at work. There are still quite a few things on my to-do list that need finishing before winter is finally upon us, but the weather forecast is so mild for the next seven days that it’s hard to believe it is even autumn. Some things can wait, such as moving the lawn furniture in, and finishing off that goat pen I have been working on behind the barn.
We went to visit the doctor on yesterday, and the little baby is due to pop out at any time now. the doctor seems doubtful that we will be visiting in office again before she does. The minutes tick by so slowly. I was a bit disappointed that we did not get a Halloween baby. What is there for November? Bon-Fire Night! She could associate herself with Guy Fawkes, the failed bomber who tried to blow up… Oh, wait. That’s probably not the best hero for her.
Well, maybe yesterday was the last visit with the doctor. It would really be nice, and a relief to both of us, to get this baby born and out of my wife’s pained body!
The minutes just tick by… 7:09 PM.