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Two hours to go... two hours. I am not entirely sure what I should do. I've spent the last four days thinking, pacing around the cabin, cleaning, changing sheets, doing laundry, getting fresh flowers, oh yeah and I converted the second bedroom into a nursery.
Call me extravagant, I know we won't be here long, but I wanted my son to feel at home when he got here.
I painted the room pale green, and I put the cutest little alien bored around the center of the room.
I bought him a new little black crib, which matches the alien border, and I got this really nifty little mobile that has stars, and planets, and UFO's on it. The bedding is a mixture of black sheets and a pale green comforter. Who knew Spooky Mulder could be a decorator?!
I remember Scully saying, right before William was born, that if we ever moved, she thought it would be cute to give William an alien based nursery.
I haven't made it scary, by any means. Wouldn't want my baby to have nightmares like his old man. No. Soft colors, and cute, non evil looking little aliens, not to mention the glow in the dark stars on the ceiling make for a comfy little nursery.
I am rather proud of myself. I even went so far as to buy him some new toys. Will is going to be one very spoiled little boy, as if Scully doesn't spoil him enough for the both of us.
Well, what can I say, he's our little miracle, and we don't know if we'll ever have another, so we have to take advantage of it while we've got it. As far as my room goes, it's no longer messy and disgusting.
First of all it's clean, which, in itself is a conundrum, and second, I painted it a pale yellow, one of Scully's favorite colors, and got a new bedspread with some silk sheets.
I put candles, vanilla scented, and roses about the room. This cabin is now a far cry from the shape it was in when I got it. The sofas are cleaned, the furniture dusted, and the kitchen spotless.
Wow. Amazing what you can do with a little motivation. I want my family to be comfortable. I can only hope that Scully likes what she sees.
Aha! I know what I can do. I'll take a shower, shave, change into some clean clothes, nice ones of course considering I'll be getting married when they arrive, and maybe even smear on a little cologne. Scully's favorite, aqua di gio. She always was an Armani loving little lady. Okay, off to the shower.
What I see when I step out is a completely different person from what I saw when I stepped in. I'm now clean shaven, and hell, I look happy. That right there is enough to make me not recognize the man in the mirror.
Alright let's see... one hour to go. I'll go spend some time lighting the candles and getting dressed.
One hour can seem like eternity when the only thing in the world that you want lays on the other side of that hour.
