Big Bang?

"[T]he term Big Bang generally refers to the idea that the universe has expanded from a primordial hot and dense initial condition..." ~ Wikipedia

Of course, to begin with, there has to be a "primordial hot and dense initial condition" right? That's sort of how I'm feeling these days...the pressure is just building up...

So what's going on? There's no particular order to these things, just stuff that are adding to the brew.

* It's been a week since I had a chance to write here...half of that time, we were without Internet in the house, and that was a bummer. Line's been fixed, but it was an amazingly busy weekend...Beloved's procedure, drum circle, game day, poly potluck...Basically I have a week's worth of e-mail and thoughts, and even a quiet hour to get through it.

* I had a dream in which I was dreaming (weird, huh?)...in the "dream" dream, I was told to kneel in a parking lot and submit to something, and I flat out refused...and when I "woke up" I was trying to explain that I obviously wasn't and could never be a submissive. It's like my sub-subconscious is trying to tell me something.

* I'm seven months pregnant and still dealing with morning sickness. Hyperemesis gravidarum. I have no illusions that this is going to stop until the baby arrives...It's how my first pregnancy went, anyway. But just because I have prior experience with HG doesn't make the bad days any easier. I'm sick and tired of throwing up, of not having energy, of the taste of Zofran. Sixy-four days.

* My roommates are leaving the weekend of June 13th...another month. There's a lot rolled up behind that, but I'm gritting my teeth and holding on. Enough said.

* Beloved did the manly thing last Friday and had a vasectomy. He's been pretty fantastic about the whole experience. There was a bit of stress leading up to the procedure, and now there's the healing process. He's stubborn like I am and doing too much, but I can't say anything since I have and plan to do the same.

* Sir and I seem to have this disconnect that I don't know how to resolve. Hell, I don't even know how to define! It seems like the more I try to be clear, the muddier the waters get.

* My family is falling apart. True, I've seen this storm brewing for years, but my father is separating from my step-mother, semi-officially. My sister is a nervy cat because he wants to move in with her, and she's not had roommates and wants my...sympathy??? er...yeah. Having had Beloved's parents live with us on separate occasions and various other roommates over the years, I fail to see what the big deal is. I am perhaps a little annoyed that he didn't talk to ME...but my current roommates aren't leaving for another month and he can't wait... *shrug*

* I don't quite know what to do about my yard. I need to do some planting and some serious weeding...neither are easy when you're seven months pregnant and low on energy, not to mention a 2-year old "helper" that likes to run off and the yard isn't fenced in. Blah.

* I had a brush with prejudice...I got kicked out of a "family-oriented group" because of my affiliation with my polyamory group and a cuddling group. The irony is that it happened the evening I have 25 people over for dinner and the house was a riot of children. I don't know how much more FAMILY-oriented I could get. Still, it's disheartening that people are so quick to jump to conclusions...

So, yeah...I've felt some stuff brewing up into a "primordial hot and dense initial condition". How much longer before things start to explode?