But I want to stay home and nest!

Super Sammy G and I are realistic and know our dream of owning a home will need to be put on hold, so here we are in our apartment.  It's not great, it's not horrible...it's as I like to call "semi-crappy".  Due to the fact we're not going anywhere for a while we really are trying to rid our place of clutter and just overall "stuff".  One of the perks is that our apartment does have a second decent sized bedroom or as we call the "crap room".  It's been our dumping ground and it's where our computer is.  So on Saturday we decided we needed to get that computer out of the room and get a computer desk for this little nook in our hallway and get some sort of entry-way organizer, mainly for Sammy G's shoes that litter the apartment.  I love her but neatness is not one of her strengths.  Off we went and I swear it felt like we were in the car all freakin' day. We didn't have very good luck on the computer desk but finally found one that would fit.  I swear it is the only one in Eastern Massachusetts so we pulled the trigger.   We were a little sad to find out that we couldn't pick it up until Monday (today!  yeah!).  Then it was off to the Container Store for yet more things to get organized.     

 

Sunday rolled around and Sam reminded me that we needed to go visit her parents.  Don't get me wrong, I like her parents and we get along just fine but you have to fully understand how excited I was to start organizing and get rid of things.  It sounds lame but I can't help it.  I'm an organizer by nature.  I was born to be a project manager which is what I do.  I make lists.  I make lists of lists!  Realizing it just wasn't in the cards yesterday I said disappointingly, "But I want to stay home and organize!"  Sammy G's response to that was "You want to nest".   So there it is.  I want to nest dammit!  Really it is so silly because well, we haven't even attempted to get my wife pregnant yet.  I guess I'm a premature nester but I realized that it's the only thing I really feel like I can physically do.  I can't, despite great efforts, get my wife pregnant and I'm not physically/mentally prepping my body to carry a baby.  So, I will nest and try not to drive my wife nuts with my projects and endless organizing.