I know this for two reasons:
a) I'm getting overflowed with spring cleaning and new house project motivation. Paint! Knock down walls! Build! Clean! Put up curtains! But I have resolved to not start any new projects until after Boskone. One week. Not that hard, is it? *sigh*
b) The make-baby-NOW urges have started again.
Last night I pulled down one of my favorite kids' books (The Princess and the Goblin, by George MacDonald) and read it, pretending I was reading aloud to my own daughter. *sigh*
Unrelated to the make-baby-urges, I also discovered that the pretty hardbound edition I have of that is edited. I compared it to the beat-up paperback I have, and not only is there a lot of stuff missing, it's all the most poetic parts, like "eyes like two bits of night sky, each with a star dissolved in the blue. They must have known they came from there, so often were they turned up in that direction." And "All mothers are nice and good more or less, but Mrs. Peterson was nice and good all more and no less." I mean, I can (just barely) understand changing some of the more archaic phrasing, since the book was written in the 1870s - but how on earth could they justify cutting things like the above? No number of nice illustrations can compensate for that.
*shudder* Anyway, that book's now in the pile of things to be given away as soon as I can find a place to give them to. I will not have butchered books in my house, damn it.
Should find out if/how/when the Chelmsford library takes donations.