Productivity

Why am I blogging and not working on getting stuff done around the house?  Because I feel like if I make one more trip up and down our stairs I might pass out.  I swear you have never seen so much junk in your life.

Aside from measuring for blinds this morning for both the nursery and our master bedroom, I have managed to clean out the entire nursery closet and a cedar chest in our bedroom.  (The cedar chest is leaving our bedroom, because we need to fit a dresser from the guest room in there.)

In the process, I've found a home for everything that needs to stay in our living space, and I've set aside a moving box of clothes, a moving box of shoes, a garbage bag of shoes, and 3 garbage bags of blankets/linens for Goodwill.  I've also grown our trash pile significantly.

And holy crap - I'm exhausted.  I really really really want to move that cedar chest out of our bedroom and move one of the dressers from the nursery in so I can start loading it up with my clothes (that are currently in multiple piles all over the place), but I'm already having a few BH contractions . . . and I think my husband might disown me if I try to move furniture by myself right now.

So here I sit.  Trying to catch my breath and figure out what to do in the next 3 hours I have before I pick up my son.  I suppose I will go make more piles that will find homes once the furniture gets moved around . . .