Every year, we go to the Beer, Bourbon, and BBQ festival at National Harbor. It's a fun day with unlimited tastings of beer, bourbon, and bacon (the bbq costs extra). The earlier you buy your ticket, the cheaper it is. So back in January I didn't hesitate to buy mine, forgetting for a moment that we were about to start trying for a kid.
I got pregnant and ended up giving my ticket to my brother. But I agreed to be the designated driver for my friends. Dealing with the metro+taxi is difficult enough when the metro is running reliably, which it definitely isn't lately. So having a driver made the entire thing smoother.
I didn't actually attend the festival this year. It's held in a parking lot, which gets super hot under the June sun. Instead I wandered around National Harbor. I found lunch and ice cream and looked in a few of the stores. I had planned to find an air-conditioned cafe to read my book in, but the weather was actually gorgeous. Down by the water there was a nice breeze and a bunch of benches under the shade, so I ended up spending most of my time there.
After the festival, we went back to Zach and Sarah's to play games and nap and eat pizza. Once people had recovered somewhat, we went to a party at Jen's. I was actually feeling surprisingly good for the entire day and even stayed out later than I'd initially intended. But boy did I pay for it the next day.
I did a bit of shopping on Sunday and did my best to help Kevin continue to pack and clean our house. Before long I basically collapsed, though. By early evening my entire body ached and it was all I could do to move from the bed to the toilet when I had to pee. Monday was no easier, and I essentially collapsed as soon as I was home from work. On Tuesday I finally started to feel better, but I'm going to have to remember not to push myself so hard in the coming months. The recovery time is just too long, and there's too much to do between now and when the kid arrives.
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