So I've been in a bit of a funk recently and just haven't felt like blogging. (Or had the energy to blog.) I think my pregnancy hormones are going all haywire and it's making me crazy. I've been tired, cranky, and weepy. I've had no energy at all -- but my house has been driving me nuts, so I'll clean for an hour, then lay down and watch TV for an hour. Or, I'll multi-task... like, fold laundry while watching TV, then instead of fast fowarding through the commercials (DVR has gotten me so spoiled) I'll use the commercial break time to put the laundry up, or dust or vacuum or pick up a room.
I've been trying to organize different parts of my house. A few weeks ago I organized the shelves in my closet. Everything that didn't go on the shelf got thrown in the floor. Haha! So, I need to organize the bottom of the closet, but I haven't yet. However, last weekend I did organize my bathroom drawers/cabinets and I organized some important documents of mine and Stephen's. It doesn't sound like much, but I was proud of myself. My house is so small and I have NO room for storage. SERIOUSLY, no room. Sometimes (insert the role of pregnancy hormones here) I just want to cry because I have all of this STUFF that I need to put... somewhere, anywhere... but I just have nowhere for it to go. Like quilts. I don't have a linen closet or any spare cabinets for things like quilts and blankets. I know it's silly to cry because I have no linen closet... but I also can't store all of our extra possessions under our bed.
I am, however, incredibly thankful that I have a bed, and a house with a roof on it and that I didn't lose anything in the tornado. I shouldn't sit at home and cry about these things when so many people --including friends and family -- in my community are without homes.
Hopefully I'll be back to my normal self soon.