Yesterday we were sort of in the eye of the storm. Will was home sick, and I spent the afternoon tackling our filing cabinets in anticipation of the move. I have spent the last few days going through stacks of old magazine clips, bank statements, tax returns, thank you cards, photos, and various scraps of things I've been saving for no reason whatsoever (I am a bit of a hoarder when it comes to anything sentimental.)
I am a serious nerd about these kinds of things so after throwing out piles and piles of paperwork I am thrilled that I now have a home for every last important document. All obsessively relabeled and organized. Is this nesting? I don't know, since we are basically disassembling the nest before starting all over again in about 6 weeks.
What's amazing is just how much is still left to do.
This week has been kind of gloomy and rainy for May, but that's meant I've been hunkering down at home and getting stuff done. The down side is that last night I was hit by a wave of tiredness and was sore everywhere...thanks to lots of sitting like a pretzel on the floor while I did all of the above. My hips are incredibly sore...and it doesn't feel like tightness, it feels like it's in the bones. So long walks are getting kind of painful which is keeping me closer to home.
The good news about a week spent camped mostly indoors? My 'freelance' sandwiches (above.) Sharp cheddar, hummus, red onions, lettuce, tomato, and cracked black pepper on multigrain toast. Rinse, repeat. I am a creature of habit and would basically eat this every single day were it not kind of sad to do so.