Nesting

I heard this rumor early on in my pregnancy that toward the end, I would get this unyielding desire to clean my house. This phenomena is known as nesting. I didn't believe it. I'm what is known as a "stress cleaner." I inherited this from my mother. I keep a tidy house, meaning everything is picked up and the dishes are done. I do not however "deep clean" my house until something triggers my stress and I can't stand it any longer. And then... well I break out the toothbrush and start scrubbing every little crevice until my stress is relieved. I also tend to get angry with my husband for letting it get so dirty. But then I apologize later. He can thank my mother for that too.

In preparation for the baby, I've been cleaning out cabinets and making room. Getting his nursery together and washing his adorable little clothes. But today, I got this sudden urge to organize and clean. This time it wasnt triggered by stress. I'm living in a stress free zone at the moment. My ipad and I have found various ways to "green parent" (more to come on that later). I bought a new puzzle and I'm almost finished with all of my work activities. My boss is even letting me work from home this week.

So imagine my surprise when I was suddenly emptying the pantry. It's a good thing I did too, because half of that stuff was expired. I'm sure the hubby will be mad because trash day was today, so now all that food will just stink up the garage for a week. Oh well. I didn't think to take a before photo, but check out my organized pantry with enough food to last us a couple of days at best :) So guess who is going to the grocery on his way home from work? Nesting is bad for husbands I think.

SO CLEAN. Let's see how long it stays that way.

While doing that, I went for some cleaning supplies and wouldn't you know it, they are all terribly unorganized as well. Luckily, my family got me some Thirty-One items for Christmas that will do the trick.

Before:

And after:

So I took my handy dandy cleaning tote to tackle bathroom duty. And that's when I got pooped (pun intended). Maybe the instinct will kick in tomorrow and I will actually clean the bathrooms. It's looking doubtful.