My husband is sick with a mild virus bug, I haven't cleaned my kitchen in two days and I'm too pregnant and too tired to try to come up with something creative or interesting to do this evening.
This is my New Years Eve.
I'm not bummed out about not being able to party like I thought I would be. At nine months pregnant my priorities have changed just a little.
I'm going to ring in the new year by taking a nice warm bath, snuggling up in bed with my laptop and watching the only two season of Bob's Burgers Netflix has to offer.
It's gonna be a good night.