The in-between

• Pregnancy
• College graduation
• Job applications
• House sale

Transitions are always difficult for me, but even more so are the in-betweens, the lulls.  I've never been good at summer breaks, Christmas breaks, or breaks period.  My mind speaks too loud, my boredom becomes depression as I search for things to throw myself into to attempt to keep myself busy.  This usually results in overcommitting myself and eventually returning to my normal overwhelmed state.  It's what I do, it's what I know.
But now, with a bachelors degree under my figurative belt and my growing belly making wearing actual belts unbearable, I am once again in-between.  Waiting.  Waiting on responses to job applications, on our mortgage company to do their job, on time so that I can meet my unborn child.  I know in my head that I should be patient and enjoy the time off to myself.  After all I've actually had time to read non-text books for the first time since high school and I know time to myself will be a rare commodity once baby Bodkin enters the world.  And yet here I am am, over eager to be back in the real world, to be earning a real paycheck again, and to feel useful.  The house is too quiet, too far away for people and activity.  I should be more productive, use my time wisely. But I sit, stuck in the lull, stagnating.
For once I hope these words come back to bite me in the arse.