Saturday, January 29, 2011


Some other entity has taken over my body.  With the advent of my beautiful crib, I suddenly can't stand my house.  It's terrible!  There are books in the OLC (off limits closet) that we are never going to use again.  I hope to use my feminine wiles to convince Tim to get rid of some of them. 

And I HAVE to get rid of this furniture in the baby's room.  Yes, get rid of it.  I don't care if someone wants to come pick it up in the middle of the night.  It has to go.  Today.  I might set a bonfire in the back yard if no one comes quick. 

And the blanket I started crocheting when I was fifteen?  It has to go.  The yarn, too. 

Yep.  I'm not me.  I don't know if it's the weather (SUCH a nice day!) or the hormones, but I'm loving the energy and the desire to create my baby's space.

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