May 23, 2012

Nesting. Or OCD?

Yesterday, as I sorted through my comic books and created a spreadsheet of which ones I own, I realized I must be starting the nesting stage. As the day progressed and I found myself organizing the kids tapes, going through coloring books, getting rid of two rubbermaids of toys and a box of colored coloring boxes, searching desperately for labels because I NEED to label the kids toy boxes and moving the piano books to create less clutter, I was even more convinced of it.

At 9 o'clock at night, as I went through the cabinet under the sink in the bathroom AND the medicine cabinet, I began wondering what the difference was between nesting and obsessive compulsive behavior. I asked Justin what he thought, but he just looked at me with my arms full of rejected medicine cabinets things and laughed uproariously.

I am still not sure. But whatever it is, I am getting things accomplished.

So don't expect me on here much. I have a LOT of kitchen cabinets I can go through.

5 comments:

Evan and Clover and Co. said...

Obsessive compulsives get a bad rap. At least their medicine cabinets are clean! Enjoy the nesting, although you're not allowed to have the baby until school is over so we can come hover over her for days on end.

Sheena said...

Haha! When are you due again? Looking forward to seeing the new little one.

Verity Earl said...

Why don't you bring your little nesting self over here and be obsessive complusive at my house? K. See you soon! :)

Lisa said...

Haha, ditto to Verity. :) Actually I've been very much doing that too, and it sounds quite common right now.... spring cleaning! Whatever it is you've got, enjoy the results! =)

Connie said...

Look at you miss productive put all of us to shame! Ha. You know, I realize that I must have been this annoying pregnant person. . .posting belly pictures all the time (well, somewhat inconsistantly but often enough)posting not only my ultra sound pictures but a video to boot.. blabbing about pregnancy woes. Here you are, Miss Tough as Nails. You've perhaps mentioned twice about your pregnancy, and this one happens to be about how you managed in a day while being wildly pregnant to do more than I do non-pregnant in the average month. You go, cousin!! Send some OCD over my way. . .I need it!