I’ve been doing laundry this week. Lots of it. I’ve washed the sheets not only from our bed but from the guest bed as well. And the blankets too. And all the dirty clothes, not just enough to get by. And a load of baby clothes. In fact, if it could be thrown in the washer, I think I washed it.
Does that qualify as “nesting”?
Of course, today I feel totally wiped. After a day or two of high energy, getting lots of stuff done, I seem to need a day or two of napping on the couch, reading books, and surfing the net to recoup all the energy I spent.
Did I mention how long it took me to do the baby clothes? I kept stopping to absorb how absolutely adorable they are. And to imagine putting them on my baby. I did this as I put them in the washer, as I put them in the dryer, as I took them out, and as I folded them. Baby clothes are just too cute.
And I’m almost done with my baby quilt. I’ll post pictures when it’s finished. I’m very proud.
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