Progress

Just like the saying about losing weight after pregnancy...you know...9 months to put it on, another 9 months to take it off, I am feeling a parallel to this with our home.
5 years to trash and clutter this place, 5 years to clear it out and clean it.
I spent this morning on the floor of the bathroom cleaning out all the stuff in the cabinets and drawers and medicine chest, etc. In that same amount of time, Mr. W managed to clean out two desk drawers and pile everything on top of a tv/entertainment center in our office.
Now he likes to say I piddle and call me slow, but damn. Seriously. At the rate of one drawer in an hour, I am a little in awe over just what it was he was doing while I was rummaging around on the bathroom floor.
Needless to say, the bathroom is looking much better. The desk is ready for the trash and our stuff is ready to move into or is already in the new desk. There is only just a short amount of time left before we will be making the old office into the nursery. We have the paint and Mr. W is picking up the crib while I type this. Uncle Eric is supposed to help with the wiring(which had me so frustrated yesterday I nearly cried) next weekend, and before you know it, we'll have a room ready to go for this little guy. It's a good thing, too, because Mommy is losing her sanity and is really wanting that out of the way so she can start throwing more things away and scrubbing around here. Nesting. It has finally set in. I only wish it would have started 6 weeks ago when I had more energy and motivation.