A burst of energy

I had a burst of energy this morning. After the initial shock of waking up wore off, I felt almost no nausea until early evening. This is good. Without an angry belly to slow me down, I took a brief look around the house and realized that I haven't REALLY cleaned anything in the past 8 weeks.
ew.
So, I started with the office, spending two hours cleaning and reorganizing, then moved on to the kitchen floor high chair area, which just was scrubbed by Jorma, but again was layered with refused carrots, cherrios and banana. I scrubbed it again just for fun. Then I did about three loads of laundry, washed-dried-folded-put away, because you know, laundry is my favorite. Then I made dinner, washed the dishes, ate dinner, got the fussy butt ready for bed and then came in here to blog. And now. I feel like I'm about to fall over dead. I can hardly wait another 20 minutes because I feel like 9pm is a reasonable bedtime, unlike 7:30 which is when I first wanted to go beddie-by. So g'nite y'all, hopefully I'll be feeling better soon and will be able to wow the internet with my insane stories of. um. hmm. laundry. yay.