You know that nesting thing I was talking about earlier? Yeah. In. Full. Swing.

I have cleaned out 1/2 of the cupboards in the kitchen, sold a box of books to a local bookstore, gave away a box of old-to-me-I’m-so-glad-it’s-useful-to-you crap stuff, and sold the futon that used to live in the spare room (soon to be the baby room). And I finally got our wedding album together- I’ll share photos very soon.

Next up: Painting the house! My mom, brother and John are going to throw some paint around and make our home snazzy, sparkly and new looking. I am going to hide from the fumes and do something important called Keeping An Eye On Things with maybe a little Bossing Y’all Around thrown in for good measure (knowing my family I will NOT get away with that second one). My role in this is clearly quite important.

I am starting to feel, well, pregnant. My zest for attacking dressers with a vengence is waning a wee little bit. It’s not completely gone or anything, I’m just feeling like I’d like a nap mid-attack.

Speaking of naps…