It's so damn hot that the only thing I could possibly imagine wearing today is a nice floaty summer dress. My legs however were NOT summer dress ready. So I got on the floor of the shower, navigated my way around the 34 weeks bump, painfully forcing the tearing-apart pelvis to comply, and slowly, agonisingly, managed to get as far as my knees shaved (just hope noone looks too close as I did an awful job). Then I got absolutely stuck, had to be hauled out by the other half. But successfully in the damn dress, so... yay - right? Wrong. Remembered I have damn midwife appt this aft, dutifully changed back into leggings so I don't have everything hanging out during measuring etc. Waste of a fucking morning and now everything hurts.