Something strange occured last night.

For the past few weeks my schedule has been pretty set. It goes like this, do a chore then sit down and recover from said chore. A chore includes anything from doing the dishes, cooking dinner, laundry, or even blow drying my hair and putting on make up. But yesterday I was struck with a bunch of energy. I made a real dinner (this hasn't happened for a while), ate it and then felt compelled to scrub out the bathrooms. I expected to slip into a pregnancy coma after this but to my surprise I was still energized. It then became extremely important to finish scrap booking all of Little Baby Larson's ultra sounds. I think I had an unusual amount of sonograms because I ended up with 10 pictures. Is that normal? Still feeling refreshed I moved on to our honeymoon pictures. Then our pictures from dating and being engaged and I ended my evening printing out a bunch of wedding pictures before finally sucumbing to bed at well after 1 AM. Now I am not really a scrapbooker so I am guessing this was some sort of twisted nesting thing, but it is nice to have all the pictures pasted in and labeled.