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Moving slowly, but making progress... kinda

Porch and I made a run this afternoon to Brew & Grow to get some needed items for his next (current) batch of beer that he started this evening.  We took advantage of the semi-decent (read:  Non-Polar Vortexy) weather and dropped off a few boxes of items at Brown Elephant (similar to Goodwill).  It was awesome to get some of that unused stuff out of the house and make some space...

While we're not quite ready to dig into Operation: Make a Nursery, I did take advantage of some free time this afternoon to dig through mountains of crap stuff in the closet of our guest room.  We probably won't switch the rooms until late spring but I figured it would be easier to do with less stuff everywhere.  Plus it makes me feel productive-ish after spending much of the morning moaning about how sick I felt (be advised:  a Shamrock shake from McD's helped in the short term but not as much for a long term solution).  And we learned a little something about our little one last night after dinner:  Baby Porch will not tolerate wings.  Which saddens me and will likely keep me from attempting that scenario again anytime before August 12.  Woof.

So I'm going through totes and making another heaping pile of things to donate.  Anytime I do that kind of clean sweep, I always think a bunch of us chicks should get together and offer each other first dibs.  But I'm not sure how I'd organize such a thing at this point in time.  Maybe next time -- especially since I'll be on the hunt for cute baby clothes.  (Statements like that make me lean more towards finding out baby's gender before delivery.)

I'll be over here, windows open, trying not to throw up as Porch brews his beer.  The house is un-Godly hot and smells of yeast and beer and it's pushing me right.to.the.edge.  So I'm trying to distract myself.... yuck.

xoxo


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