This weekend marked the first (of most likely many) crazed nesting rampages I have thus far experienced in this pregnancy. I have rearranged almost every room, moving this here and that there, scrubbed and polished, swept and dusted. It's still not perfect, but it's much better than it was. I'm sure I'm driving the mister batty with my cries of, "Not in my clean sink!" and "Where did this fingerprint come from?!" I truly can't help it -- it's uncontrollable. Thank goodness I work full-time, otherwise I'm sure I would tear this place apart this week.
