Nesting or Crazy? ... It's a fine line

So, for the last few weeks I've had this growing need, no rather... complete and utter fixation on getting our house in order (no small task) and a growing frustration over why B doesn't understand why it is simply, and so plainly, obvious in the importance of EVERYTHING having a place...

And I mean everything... big stuff like the linen closet, which has been pulled apart and reorganized twice, to small things like all the colored pens need to be kept together.

Yesterday I found myself tackling our storage room. I vacuumed, reorganized, and even went to the extent of washing down any dusty surface that I could find. Then stood transfixed looking at the piles of laundry. You see, piles of laundry look messy... that just wouldn't do! So I sat for at least an hour trying to figure out a better system for keeping our dirty laundry organized ... then I luckily was able to give my head a shake and move on to something else (though, secretly, I'm still trying to figure it out).

The other challenge is, both B & I are naturally not the most organized people, and we are just at the tail end of renovating our bathroom... which means there is a LOT of clutter around the house, and we still don't have "a place" for everything. B is working diligently on getting the shed built in the backyard... which will clear up our big room on the main floor that is currently being used for storage and laundry. It will be our rec / laundry room, with a new cupboard for household storage ... whenever we get around to renovating it (in 2011 sometime I would imagine). So, I get into a room and get completely overwhelmed on where to even start in organizing.

I also have this growing panic that the baby's room isn't organized and really "created" yet. I bought three black and white prints of safari animals the other day which I love, but then realized the cost of the three prints basically equals the cost of a car seat. So, now they are repackaged in the trunk of my car to return to the shop (though I can't quite bring myself to do that yet). How does one decide on a theme for their nursery? I have two totally different preferences... I adore the really campy, brightly colored stuff... but I also love the sophisticated styles - what will my bambino enjoy more?

Poor B just listens to me fret and agonize and does his best to help out. Though, when I complain I feel like I'm doing it all on my own, he frequently pleads that he can't organize something because I wont like how its done. Sadly, he's probably right. How's he supposed to know that my inner psyche has decided that all the baby items in the bathroom need to first be stored by functional use and then for the towels, etc they get organized by color?

Now, as I sit and write, I'm eying a stack of magazines. So, I'll stop my rambling and make them my next victim of purging.

So, for the ladies out there what was nesting like for you? And for any men out there, how did you cope with your spouse nesting?

Any tips, tricks, and advice would be absolutely welcomed!