This is just a short apology for my, well, scattyness at the mo. Perhaps you havn't noticed? I hope not. I adore my blog for the creative release it gives me from the humdrum of everyday life, but I sometimes wonder what the hell I'm doing it for, and whether it is of any interest to anybody at all besides myself. After all, I bore me most of the time!!
But the root of my scattyness at the moment lies with the nestiness I've been consumed, hell obsessed with over the last couple of weeks. To be honest if I were any more nesty, I'd be laying an egg!! Nestiness is not unique to my pregnancy (well, duh) but is it strange to be this bad at 21 weeks??? Last pregnancy I'm not certain I ever really got nesty at all, certainly it didn't manifest itself in the cleanliness of my home! This time I am a woman possessed. Just this week I:
- Painted the nursery
- Cleaned out all the bedroom cupboards from five years of accumulated debris
- Filled 3 garbage bags of clothes for charity
- Bought storage containers and labelled all of Ferny's old clothes by size
- Washed, folded, ironed and stored every article of 0000 clothing
- Sorted all the photo albums
... there's probably more but I currently have the memory of a goldfish. My sister is coming to stay over the weekend and it is the only reason I havn't already packed away the Queen size bed currently in the 'spare-room-cum-nursery' even though I have 5 months to go! It is suddenly of integral importance to get that room cleared and cleaned to within an inch of its life.
Good lord, I've gone insane.
Have a good weekend peeps, if you need me I'll be buried nose deep inside my wardrobe, organising every garment by size, type and colour...