Nesting

I've got it. Bad. Really bad. I'm been seriously nesting all week. I think it's stemming from 1) I'm almost a month away from baby, if I last; 2) the ultrasound made his arrival real and close; 3) the weather has been completely lovely and cooler, so I have much more energy and positive attitude driving me on; and 4) being sick has forced us to stay home for the past week.

I love it. I've been getting so much done! Easton, Dave and I have all had a rotten nasty cold, so our quarentine has been a happy surprise. So far I've cleaned out and organized the office, hung lots of pictures, put the kitchen together, organized the spice cabinet, bought shelving to organize toys and put it up (still lots to do here), framed and hung art in baby's room, organized all the baby clothes and set up baby's room with cothes, blankets, etc., repotted plants, and made cinnamon rolls (ooh super yum).

There's still a million things to do, but we'll get there. And if not, it won't bother anyone but me. And hey, once I get enough sleep deprivation, even I won't care.