Relaxing Makes Me Tired

THGGM and I had a very nice relaxing weekend. We did quite a bit of running around, but it was all the restful happy kind.

Why, then, am I so tired?

Yesterday Baby Boy came. He was cuddly and sweet, except when he wasn't. Then he enjoyed screaming "NOOOO!" in his very loudest voice. This round of teething has caused him to drool, something that he hasn't ever done before. He doesn't like it, and I'm not a fan either. He was happiest when I played the opening song to "Signing Time" over, and over, and over, and over. Then, he would dance like crazy and laugh until he fell down. Repeat. At lunch, I actually turned his chair into the corner. I think he caught on. As, when he makes amends it is always with a HUGE grin, a wave, and a "HI!". Which, he did. But, he would not eat.

Sunday we visited with friends we haven't sat down and talked to in two years. It was great. I will have to write more of that experience later, as there are many things I am still sorting out. Oh, and they gave us a piano! A really cool old upright. Even though they are an hour and a half away, they will deliver it to us, as soon as we move. I am SO excited.

I haven't packed anything else. I've no excuse now, as more boxes have arrived. This week I plan to sort books. I thought I would cut the amount of books I have in half, but after just looking through one room, I could only come up with a few I no longer want. But, I plan to be ruthless later this week. I have to be.

I fear I may be a 'hoarder'. Last time we moved, we got rid of TONS of stuff. But, mostly that was from having moved into the house THGGM grandmother had lived in for over 40 years. She was a depression-survivor hoarder.

What is MY excuse?

Arghh. I'm such a load.

I've got to quit relaxing. Makes me tired, gives me a headache.