Andy worked Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, so Meems and I were out and about most of the weekend: children's museum, Crystal Springs garden, farmer's market, a picnic with friends, playground, watering our plants at home (can you believe it? Everything already needs water), a little bit of napping and breezes through the window. It was HOT out. April, and summer is here.
Inside (and this is why I really don't want to be inside) it appears that every single drawer, shelf, and cabinet in this house needs to be emptied, organized, and refilled. Like, every single one. I can't open anything without a tangle of toothbrushes, skirts, books, cans, piles of patterns, dresses (yes, I keep my dresses in a drawer), cough-drop wrappers, toys, dolls, parts of toys, parts of dolls, doll clothes, cars, ribbons, washcloths, muddy shoes, lone socks, ponytail holders, more books, piles of fabric, and take-out Thai containers falling on me. HOWL. I am a disaster. My house is so disorganized right now. I can't stand it. When in the world am I going to have time to do all this? I don't know.
I seriously think that because we spent so much time outside this "winter," the normal nesting things that need to happen when you've lived in a house for fifteen years (I can't believe it's been fifteen years), didn't happen, because we just kept going outside. And now that it's summer, it's . . . summer. And we keep going outside.
I need a plan. And to stay home occasionally.
***Details about her dresses are here. :)
