Nesting

I don't quite understand the nature of women;  although I belong to the species.  What makes us tear apart a perfectly good home, disassembling drawers, closets, ovens, gardens, etc and scrub, weed, launder, and purge all to bring home a new Darling that will add to spills on the carpet, towels to wash and fold, dishes to put away and hair ribbons to pile.  We (woman species) all know that within one week of "Spring Cleaning"  everything will be back to happy normal.  Same with a new child except that the time between clean and happy normal is considerably shorter!

They say if you can name the problem, that's half the battle.  So we women have named it nesting. 

Enough blog time.  I've got twigs to sort and grass to fetch!