A quick clarification:
There is no medical reason for my nesting. None whatsoever!
Oh heavens, no.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Unless my native nesting instinct just didn't kick in for 8 years. Which is possible - I am/was a late bloomer. I didn't even get my 12 year molars until I was old enough to vote, or something ridiculous like that...
Anyway, I am sorry if I got anyone's hopes up with talks of nesting! Not pregnant. No babies on the way. Nada.
I am strangely flattered that anyone could even think that I could still bear a child, given that I'm older than dirt, and perfecting my crabby granny impression a little bit more every day! :)
Although, I would have some serious explaining to do, however, given that Bubba is on the road all the time anymore....
But, now that I've got everyone with babies on the mind, go visit Autum at CreativeLittleDaisy - she's got the cutest lil baby picture up that you'll see all day! And Manda at TreeFall has some happy news as well!
And as for me? Well, I've still got Mount Laundry... sigh.
Oh - and I meant it when I asked the other day for tips on how you motivate yourself to do the boring, unpleasant stuff you don't want to do.
Do you act like a grownup and just suck it up and get it done?
Do you bribe yourself, as in "if I fold all this laundry, then I get to...."?
Do you set a timer and make yourself toil for X amount of time?
Inquiring minds want to know....
*That's my new saying. Autumn made it up. I love it....