I've decided to start a blog. I don't know what sort of things will wind up here. That is, I imagine it will be pretty random... affected a lot by my moods. Tonight, I'm thinking about how awesome it would be to have a maid. My house, as usual, is a wreck. Between my husband, a not-yet-three-year-old, and a doberman pinscher, I am finding it absolutely impossible to keep up.
Oh, and have I mentioned that I'm pregnant? Baby Gideon is due February 24. So, yeah... A maid sounds really good about now.
Does anyone else feel like no matter how often they clean, it looks like a tornado has gone through their living space by the time they get home from even the briefest of shopping trips? It is doing nothing for my already fragile sanity...
