Post-Christmas Cleaning Projects

Wow, I've been such a slacker posting. I just haven't gotten around to accomplishing anything the last little bit. Oh well, sometimes that happens. So, I finally got around to putting my Christmas stuff away this weekend (thank you snow storm). Marcos and I put the totes away Friday night, but didn't have the energy for anything else. Saturday took forever. Between cleaning, dusting, putting decorations back (or changing the decorations) I just couldn't stop. That's why I put stuff off. Once I start, I just can't stop. Now, the main floor is finally done and all I could do was stay up and start moving stuff around in the office, formulating a plan for how I was going to make that space more usable. Moving things in that room left me with a standing shelf unit in the laundry room so the reorganization of that room began...moving cleaning supplies, paper towels, lightbulbs, batteries, food storage, diapers....what a long weekend. So now the living area of the house looks pretty good (minus kid mess that never ends) and I'm right in the middle of the laundry/food storage and the dreaded office. I think I'm going to go looking for the perfect desk (or maybe have it built) and put some shelves up so I can get all my crafty junk out of totes and into an area where I can be productive. Oh, my projects. As if I don't have enough to do right now. I drive myself crazy. Actually I drive Marcos crazy. As long as the house is tidy, he's happy...organization is not really a strength of his so to even attempt to understand why I would pull things out and mess up the house just to have to clean it all up again makes no sense to him. And don't get me started on moving furniture around. He thinks I'm nuts, but always thanks me later. Anyway, just thought I'd share my border-lined OCD weekend. Hopefully I get over it soon. I'm exhausted. Between cleaning, lifting and being up late and then having kids who don't want to sleep (but never at the same time), I'm so tired. I don't know how many hours of sleep I got, but I know it's nowhere near the recommended 8 hours. What did I do wrong? All the other people I know with 3 or 4-year-olds have no problems. Dylan is just the worst sleeper ever! We have done everything they tell you to do and it doesn't matter. Routine, no sleeping with us, charts, etc. He wakes up 2-3 times a night anyway. The baby only does once if that...although he's going through some weird stage now too. Oh, I hope that doesn't mean he's turning into a horrible sleeper too. I just cannot survive with two kids waking up all night long. If you see me with big dark circles under my eyes, now you know why. Oh well, something has to be cut out and there's not much left besides sleep.