I'm back from camp and REALLY tired. It was a GREAT week though. I was sports director and so most of my duties involved planning and not 'doing'. I rested as much as I could, but being 33 weeks pregnant kind of NEEDS a lot of rest anyway.
I am grateful for the weather, and happy to have my family back together again.
NOT happy that I now need to clean my house.
How on EARTH, did something that resembles a chick pea get lodged in the upstairs bathroom drain and START TO GROW A ROOT AND SHOOT!!!
No I'm not kidding. If I was gone another week I would have had an ACTUAL plant growing out of the bathroom sink!!!
That is just too much for a nesting pregnant lady to handle. Now the ENTIRE house needs an overhaul and deep cleaning. Sigh...but I'm so tired and huge! I don't WANNA spend the entire week cleaning. Unfortunately the anxiety of having a disaster of a home will continue until I get it done.
Maybe I should just concentrate on one a room at a time? Thoroughly scrub and clean it, then organized, paint and declutter it. Only problem is that some of these rooms need some SERIOUS painting and organizing and I don't have the energy or physical capability to do it.
Maybe if our contractors decided to show up this week they will finish the sunporch for me and I can just hide under the pillows on the day bed and sleep all the mess away.
Oh why oh why do we live in a hundred year old house that needs paint and fixing up?? Where oh Where is the magical cleaning and organizing Fairy??