harrison went to grammy & papa's house yesterday morning and we won't pick him up until tomorrow afternoon. 53 hours of uninterrupted, whatever-we-want-to-do time. now that's a vacation. i must say, however, that it is always incredibly hard to drive away from him. i know he is having the time of his life...and i really love my freedom (and our time alone as a couple)...but i miss him SO much. it's crazy how a mommy's heart doesn't ever stop longing for her babies.
jer and i have just been spending quality time together. it's been wonderful. especially for a girl who speaks that specific love language.
there was one exception, however. the fantasy football draft. the good Lord knows i would be a VERY BAD wife if i dared to think he would choose me over the draft. so, while he was "fantasizing" with the guys this afternoon (for 5.5 hours!), i did some much needed organizing.
this pregnant girl loves clean closets and cupboards!
so, here's my conviction (and my confusion): where in the world does all this stuff come from?
i mean, jer and i are NOT pack rats. we aren't even "keepsake-momento-keeping" people. we are "get rid of it" people. we make donations to the lupus foundation, arc, and goodwill REGULARLY. so, how is it that we keep finding more to donate?
i really don't have an answer. i'm at a loss. all i can say is that my day of going through closets and cupboards has, once again, produced quite a load for the salvation army.