this is where it starts gettin ugly

The salad days of the the second trimester are long gone now.
There was so much I wanted to get done this weekend, but instead I spent a lot of it laying on our (unclean) living room carpet and staring at the ceiling...occasionaly flopping to either side to mix it up. My ability to focus is shot too. We needed to make some decisions about the bathroom, yesterday and today, and there were just too many variables for me to compute. I feed my brain information and all I get back are error messages saying "i don't know, i don't know, hot, it's hot, can't stand up, tired, can't think."
The feeling is like I just ran a 5K then immediately sat down and ate a whole thanksgiving turkey covered in lard and strawberry syrup-- all day long.
One would think I'd be sleepy, but sleep ain't happenin' either.
6 weeks left...