When I am pregnant the phrase "bun in the oven" very aptly describes me, at least temperature wise. I am a heat-producing machine and very rarely get cold. It can be 75 outside and I'm breaking a sweat. I hate being hot more than anything. I like it to be cold. I like the cold weather. I absolutely love the winter, even if it doesn't snow a lot. So being pregnant during the summer has been awful. I can at least be grateful that my last trimester will be in the fall and winter!
Progress is finally being made on Gwendolyn's room, though there is still a ways to go on it yet. Half the room has been sorted and organized and a path has been made that allows you to walk into the room. Before you could barely open the door because of all our junk! It is our junk room and we're going to have to let a lot of our stuff go to make room for Gwendolyn's stuff!
The rest of the house is a disaster, but I plan on dealing with that as soon as I get Gwendolyn's room squared away. I'm hoping the next weekend will be a good weekend for a yard sale and we can get rid of some of the junk we've accumulated over the years. I'm tired of living in a disaster of a house and just want it clean and orderly!