Nesting

I think I've hit some weird hormonal apex in life. Or I grew up and wasn't paying attention. I have this heretofore unrecognized desire to decorate for the holidays. As in put up a Christmas tree, wrap presents for myself, hang lights, etc. Which is completely bizarre behaviour for me if you know me.

I'm one who normally doesn't see the point in all of this because you have to clean it up afterwards. But, I have found myself rummaging through the Christmasy aisles at department stores and looking up the winter villages that require electricity to make them sparkle. I even discovered a Christmas tree idea on Pinterest and am planning a hike through a wooded area to collect fallen tree limbs to create said tree project. For crying out loud, I want to make an interchangeable seasonal door wreath.

What happened? Is this normal for everyone? Or are my ovaries screaming at me because I ignore my ticking biological clock? The only people who will see the coolness of my home are me.....and the book club I am trying to start in January.

I also feel this bizarre urge to purge my possessions. As in get rid of things. I'm looking at my swim shorts and wondering why I need them and have, thus far, resisted the urge to put them in a garbage bag of things to take to Goodwill. Because, for crying out loud, I need them 4+ months out of the year when I get in any bodies of water. (Which I never did in all of 2012 due to working too many hours and sleeping the rest.)

Ugh! I even want to hang curtains and buy picture frames.

Who am I and what have I done with myself???