Nesting

Man, I am on a roll.

Might I add, my whole life to this point, I have NEVER been an organized person. Clutter ruled my life.

It's been 72 hours (or less, actually.) since I set foot here, and today the movers brought my part of our personal goods. From 9 till now, I have unpacked, washed dishes, put everything where it belongs (mostly...still sorting out the clothes), put new sheets on the bed, as well as a comforter, swept the parts of the house that I could move things in, and was going to mop until I realized my new, wonderful Swiffer WetJet was not complete out of the box- It needs 4 AA batteries.

Soldier Boy is off to the PX to get me my damn batteries. I want a SPOTLESS house tonight, dammit.

Not to mention, I need to light a candle again. He's started smoking different cigarettes (not that I liked the smell of marlboro lights...), and they smell like SHIT. And the smell gets EVERYWHERE. Ugh. Opening a window or 5- he's been gone like 10 min, and it still smells. It's making me sick.

SB is also pissed that I stopped him from taking a shower so he could clean out the 1/2 bedroom of his million and 2 ACU's, so I could throw boxes in there. This is my timeframe, not yours. Get past it.

The domestic part is coming slowly. The cleaning is good. I've got that. Cooking... well, I burnt the cheese and pepperoni on the pizza last night, but the crust/bread part was ok. German ovens confuse the hell out of me.

SB has taken over the laundry room and I have no clue what goes on in there. For some reason he is adamant that EVERYTHING be washed daily-no joke. Some times I wish he'd just act like a damn guy.

Well I'm off to get the Mac and cheese out for dinner tonight... lol.