It's almost as if my body has finally figured out we're in the second trimester and the need to sleep 23 hours a day... might not be necessary. And I must tell you, the house is looking better then it has since Thanksgiving came and went.
I should be ashamed write that, but I'm too proud of how much I've accomplished today.
Also, Jeremy came home with orders last week; Toxic Crap Hole, here we come! Can't say we've entirely missed that place, but it'll be a nice return to the friends that we do sorely miss.