Last night I swept and mopped the floor of the room that will soon be Scott's office/den. I rather excited because we are just 3 steps (well, 4 if you include touching up the trim) about having that room finished. I don't know how long I will be able to live in this house (or will want to for that matter) but I really feel that it's important to start living in it rather than just staying in it... hope that makes sense to more people than just myself.

This past weekend I cleaned out another box of papers (actually two because I filled the same box up twice). What I wound up keeping fit in a bag smaller than a standard backpack. I felt so good about the whole thing. It all started sometime last week because I decided I just had to find a missing checkbook register. During that time I rediscovered, and admitted again, that I am such a packrat. A huge plus to the purging binge I've been on this past week is that I found the photo scrapbook I started of Micah & Sarah's wedding, so now I have a place to put the pictures I took at Katie & Brian's wedding.