Lately I've had the strangest overwhelming desire to get organized. It started the night I was in the kitchen, cleaning out the freezer, and the breeze came over me. Now, everywhere I look, I want to empty everything out, clean, throw out the excess,and reorganize. Funny thing is, I've only done it a few places around the house and at work. Most of the time, like tonight, I just stare at it and think how I'd like to organize it, but it seems too overwhelming, so I don't.
When a woman is near the end of a pregnancy, this is called "nesting". An incredible urge to make sure every detail is in order before the baby comes. The nursery must be ready, the bag packed, the house clean. I'm not sure what's causing this in me now. I'm certainly not expecting a new baby, but maybe I am anticipating a different type of birth. A rebirth, maybe.
It's time for me to get my life in order.
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