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Day 10 of my Maternity leave, and the natives (ie, me and the baby) are getting restless. ( [Cut for possible TW involving doctors/pregnancy, but public.] )

How are things going on here? Has anyone been to Baxter Bakery today? Tell them I miss them! They're tired of my constant texting, I'm sure.

Thank God I have a secretary who does all the Christmas Shopping for me. Trying to figure out what to get everyone is torture. If it was up to me, everyone would just get money. Or gift cards, or whatever. That's the easiest thing. I hate shopping.

Jesus Fuck it's cold The heat in my apartment isn't working. I'm stuck without heat. It's like a freaking walk-in freezer in my bedroom.

If anyone wants baked goods I've out baked myself at the Cafe, there's cupcakes, brownies, pies, breads, plus food of all kinds. I don't even care if I sell it, I just need to make space to bake more.

Baking: a better stress reliever than drinking one's self blind - except for the sugar coma. But the place smells divine, might open the door a bit and waft the scent onto the streets, come and get it folks!

Turning thirty is trying enough, I feel, without having to dream of being a child. I suppose it's the price one pays when you cheat Hel and fate.