I tried to explain to Gavin the nature of nesting as being a real, true need. More than an urge, more than a funny label to put on kooky pregnant behavior, much more than a whim. I need to have my entire house in order to feel ready to give birth. Down to the tops of closets, which I will soon be obnoxiously obsessed with. All the tops of all the closets in my whole house.
Project #1: Paint Dresser. Sari and I got this dresser when we were little. I'm having a memory of a tape line down the middle of the top, front, then zig-zagging across the rest of the room to divide mine and hers. She often put me in a conundrum with the door on her side and me having to go to the bathroom real bad. Sisters rule.