One thing no one warned me of was the 'nesting phase'. Oh my poor husband, as I have it and I have it good. Our poor house is turned upside down! Nesting is the weirdest urge. It's hard to explain, but for me I have a long list of projects that HAVE to get done and NOW. You know like that crack in the floor, under the rug, in the front corner of the living room - the one that no one will ever in a million years see but you know it's there and it has to get fixed and fixed now 'cause it's driving you crazy and if it doesn't get fixed you will start to cry 'cause you can't stand the thought of it not getting fixed. I bet you get a little bit of the feeling just reading the last sentence. I basically quite working late December and started running a small general contracting business. And I am good at it. At one point I had 5 contractors all lined up for one day, I tweaked my back so I was sitting on a chair in the front room with an ice pack giving each directions - furnace guy - downstairs, sheet-rocker - hallway, floor guys - bedrooms... And I kept them all on schedule by making sure they were well fed. Oh that is another thing - I've started cooking like a mad woman. The freezer is packed with all kinds of frozen meals - even though Jill, my sister, is coming to take care of us - you never know, we might starve. Every night Matt comes home from work and I have a meal ready. Okay not just a meal but enough food to feed a small village. And it's a different country every night. Of course he doesn't mind, and I am eating for two after all.... hope all this good cooking makes up for all my nesting craziness! I do have to say that the house is looking GREAT and Matt is working hard. He comes home every night from working and shooting puts on his tool belt and starts checking things off the list. Poor guy is exhausted.
Our Living room - only a path to the front door.
Maggie and I sorting through all the baby clothes. Getting all ready. Crazy to think someone so small is creating so much ruckus around here!
Our Living room - only a path to the front door.
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