Eisenstern 1.6
Notes: This was entirely dictated using Dragon, it may have slight mistakes. I think I got them all, though. By the way, if you like this, consider checking out Corazon, Ezio is also MC of that (Caleb is the other). I’d say check out Of Frost and Fire, also an Ezio story, but it’s a messy, dark train wreck. Good luck if you do.
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I can only hope that Sergio knows what he is doing. I don’t want to end up explaining to our child why he’s never around, especially since I can’t imagine I’d have any clue why. I have other things to be concerned about. More recently, I’ve been accepted into Foxbury Institute. I’ve finally made it into their distinguished program for computer science.
This is exciting, and also a little nerve-racking. I’m a what to do with all the feelings that I have right now. Between the pregnancy mood swings, the excitement and trepidation of being accepted into Foxbury, the issues with Sergio, and the anxiety gnawing at the back of my head telling me that I won’t be able to raise this baby right, it’s hard to keep track of what I’m feeling at any time.
Autumn is over. It’s my favorite season now, but I can’t really enjoy it properly I suppose. I guess rolling around in the snow outside would be a bad idea about now.
We did get our first snow finally. My little house looks a bit weird surrounded in snow, but I decided I like the way it looks. The shrine to the side of my house is absolutely stunning in the snow, but I think just about anything is stunning in the snow.
The roof isn’t anything particularly nice to look at, but I wasn’t really trying to make it notably pretty. Mostly, I was concerned about getting a roof up there in the first place. It’s not exactly warm, but so far the cold wind hasn’t managed to make it too deeply into the house.
I have a decent cold tolerance, but I don’t think my baby will. I’ll have to make sure that the windows in the nursery don’t leak too bad.
Aside from two final exams there were to be taken at the end of term, I also had to worry about a presentation and a term paper. The term paper is going to be a little bit tricky to complete. I suppose I can use the computers at the library, but I really need a computer of my own. With any luck, my paintings will sell for decent amount of money, and I can afford to buy a laptop. It doesn’t have to be anything fancy, it just has to work.
Since there isn’t any room in the house to set up a presentation board, I took it outside and set it up beside the fountain. It was kind of calming to be doing a presentation next to running water. The sound of it was enough to put me in something of a mental zone, but I do have to admit it made me need to use the bathroom quite frequently.
I wish I had purchased the textbooks before starting on my schoolwork, but the books were all 700 simoleons. And that’s per book! That’s so much money! In a few months, maybe years, I’m sure I can afford it. Unfortunately, that time is not now.
My father came by to visit again. It was nice to see him, and it is kind of nice that at least one of my family members is over constantly. Okay, it probably isn’t constantly, it just feels that way. Mostly, when he comes over, we don’t talk about any particularly heavy subjects, but I think he’s doing it on purpose. If I have something else to think about, something a little less serious, it makes them more serious things a bit easier to consider.
All in all, conversations with him are a nice break from the whirlwind of thoughts in my mind. There’s so much to think about, so much to figure out, and I have to admit feeling somewhat overwhelmed rather frequently. I haven’t told anyone this, but those that know me very well seem to be able to tell.
Maybe that’s why Morgyn is suddenly bothering me a lot too.
Unfortunately, I seem to be eating a lot. That makes sense, considering there are two of us in this organic shell now. But it does mean that I run out of food a little bit quicker than I have been expecting to. I suppose I’ll have to adjust my calculations for how much I need to buy at the grocery store.
In the meantime, I had run out of fruit salad and decided to use the hot pot for something. It was very good, but I think I need a little bit extra salt next time. And maybe a bit of parsley… I’ll figure that out when I get to it. I’m just glad it was edible. That was my first time using a hot pot!
I’ve been reading cookbooks at the library. There are good number of options and ideas in those cookbooks, but not all of them are terribly doable right now, either because I am having strange reactions to certain foods now, or because I don’t have a whole lot of money.
Maybe I’ll get a cat. It’s kind of lonely.
Morgyn came by, but this time there was no rambling too much about worrying about me, nor did the idiot ask if I was okay constantly. I have to admit that I appreciated that.
“When are you due, anyway?” Morgyn asked.
I had to think about that for a very long moment. That was almost embarrassing. “I think sometime in the spring,” I said. “Or maybe early in the summer.”
“You don’t know?” Morgyn asked.
I snorted. “I’ve had a lot on my mind Morgyn,” I said.
Morgyn giggled at me quietly. “So you have,” Morgyn said. “You know, I don’t think prolonged stress is a good thing when you’re pregnant. You have been dealing with it properly, right?”
I supposed the answer to that depended on what Morgyn considered to be dealing with this kind of thing right. “I haven’t keeled over,” I said, a wry smirk my face. “And my doctor hasn’t told me that my blood pressure is too high.”
Morgyn laughed. “I take that to mean simply that your doctor hasn’t noticed,” Morgyn said.
“I resemble that,” I said. Well, so did Morgyn.
We got more snow a few days later. There was enough so now on the ground that one could build a snow pal. I hadn’t built a snow pal since I was very young, and truth be told, I barely remembered how to. It was quite fun to play with the snow all the same.
I still had a term paper and two finals to study for, but playing around in the snow was a nice distraction from all of that. Once I started attending university full-time, the visits from others slowed down a bit. I suppose that is to be expected, after all, we all had lives to attend to.
It didn’t mean that I didn’t miss them. It simply meant that I understood why they were gone. My mother still hasn’t come by to see me. I would wonder why, but I don’t think I want to know. She’s a teacher at the University, I think Foxbury, but I may be wrong. Perhaps she’s simply very busy.
Just as it seemed that I was doomed to be lonely for the rest of the week, both Morgyn and our father came over at the same time. Dad always looks like he’s spent a little time at the slope, and perhaps he does. Mount Komorebi is known for its winter sport athletes. Oh, and its hot springs.
I haven’t had the opportunity to visit the onsen myself, and I don’t think soaking in hot water for too long is a good idea when you’re pregnant.
“I haven’t seen L so angry in such a long time,” Morgyn said.
“If you piss her off,” dad said, “she’s going to turn you into a ceramic bunny.”
Morgyn giggled just slightly. “Probably,” the idiot said. “But I should think that would be rather the adventure. I’ve never been a ceramic bunny, have you?”
“Only once,” dad answered. “And I don’t feel like telling you about today. Maybe some other time.”
I’m not letting him forget. I will get that story someday.
Finally, I managed to find the two plants that I was missing, and I created to spliced plants. One will eventually create dragon fruit, and the other orchids.
As I understand, it takes quite some time before they begin to produce dragon fruit and orchids, but I have patience. Well, currently, I have patience merely by virtue of having too many other things to do. I’m quite sure my studies and taking care of the other plants will keep me rather busy. I won’t even notice how long it takes for them to produce the extra crop.
I got a surprise, when that military vampire stopped by. I wasn’t quite sure why he was on my doorstep, but I can’t say he was an unwelcome presence. I’ve come to find that he’s a rather gentle soul, if perhaps quiet.
He told me about how he’d quit the military. He decided that the military wasn’t what he wanted to do with his life, but I suppose he has plenty of time to change his mind again. I didn’t point that out. It seemed kind of rude.
We spoke for several hours, and I don’t remember what happened but I woke up in my own bed. I suspect I fell asleep on the couch with him. It’s interesting that he bothered to move me at all. But I do have to say, my back sure thanks him for that.
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