It only took six weeks but the day finally arrived. After a month and a half of avoidance I woke up with a burst of energy. I started the morning in the garage where I organized, swept, arranged and stacked. It was only 8 am. I took that momentum into my closet where I unpacked my suitcase, hung all the clothes, started a load of laundry and even pulled everything off my shelves and refolded for a crisper look.
Is anyone still reading this.
Next was the playroom. I put all the books into their baskets and the toys into their bins then put the train set back together (for the 11 millionth time) and vacuumed. Hmmm, already vacuuming, might as well do the upstairs. Then I noticed the boys' laundry hadn't been put away so I did it in record speed. Went downstairs and saw a few crumbs so I brought down the vacuum and finished the house. Pine Sol-ed the counters and floors then decided it was time to buy a new iron. Went to Target for an iron and came home with an iron, Lennon's Halloween costume and new bedding. Washed all my new sheets then plugged in my hardcore iron. Pulled pillowcases out of the dryer and pressed each one. Pulled mattress off my box springs, threw away old bedskirt and pressed new one, then replaced. Put new, clean bedding on the bed then vacuumed again because all the lines were messed up.
I am not this anal; just starting my second trimester.
Wait until you see what my first trimester looked like. I have pictures. And there was no iron/vacuum/clean anything involved.
Two will become three in the beginning of April 2012. Yikes.
|Sorry it's sideways. I'd fix it but I used all my energy ironing this weekend.|