I am in full nesting mode and need to have everything done in the house, so today that means spending all day at the laundromat. I hate apartment living.

We've been putting off a substantial amount of laundry that needs to be done because it's Winter, so our usable wardrobe shrinks significantly. Plus, with me in maternity clothes, I have maybe four pairs of pants and nine shirts that actually need to be washed regularly.

We're washing everything in the house today, though, and putting together boxes for Goodwill donations. Then we can put together all this crazy furniture we have and get the rest of the house in some semblance of order.

Plus, my so-called easy classes that the registrar was convinced were the best classes for me to take while I was pregnant are full of busy work, so I have a lot of crap I have to do before the babiclaus arrives.

I really want to clean my entire apartment with a toothbrush, but I have no desire to do the major things like take boxes down to the dumpster. I'm not sure why I'm like this, but at this point I would gladly throw away 3/4 of our possessions so that I could actually get this place spotless. Losing a second bedroom (that we used to use to store all manner of crap) is making this apartment seem very cramped.

Oh well. I should go pack up some more laundry.