Nesting

I feel kind of in that mode right now.

I want to get the house/garage/basement in order. I live with a man who's idea of comfortable is a bit different than mine.

Namely: Clutter is just fine.

Okay, he just looked over my shoulder and asked "What's all over?"

My reply: Stuff all over the bedroom, stuff all over the office, stuff all over the dining room table, stuff all over the kitchen counter, stuff all over the coffee table, boxes of crap that are falling apart in the garage...

And then he gets a little pissy.

"um, you asked what I meant..."

"yeah but the list didn't need to be that long!"

"but it is that long!"

I have no plans for this weekend, other than I am scheduled to donate blood on Saturday morning. I hope to get the house cleaned, laundry washed, sheets on the bed changed, and to cook up a bunch of dishes and soups with the veggies from my farm share. Oh, and I want to finish putting the fringe on the afgahn that I am making for some friends of ours that got married in September. Yeah, I know, but of the three weddings we had in three months, I finished two of the afgahns.

I also hope to unearth the oriental rug I have in the garage so I can get it to the cleaner's. I want to put it in the guest bedroom.

Oh, and I am planning on doing some exercise. I have actually NordicTracked twice this week, and I want to continue the streak. I signed up for a 5K that is on the 18th. Not that I am sure I will run the whole thing, but I really like this race. Yeah, won't be getting a PR this time, but that's just fine with me.

Anyway, I think I am going to go find my husband and convince him we need to go to happy hour.

~a