Nesting

I have come to the conclusion that you don’t need to be pregnant to feel the odd compulsion to ‘nest’, yesterday I moved all the furniture around in our bedroom because I was bored with it the way it was. (having said that bit about pregnancy though – I was much worse whilst pregnant!!!!!)

Occasionally it can put off the need for new furniture for a month or two more – which is good, as things look a bit different and more interesting for a while. (and you notice the broken bits a little less!)

It can be pretty disorientating for poor Robin though – when he comes home and everything has changed places – again!

Joy inspected the new layout this morning and announced that she would be re-organising her room as well – Uh-oh, like mother, like daughter!!

(I’m looking around downstairs right now… getting ideas…….)