I'm nesting. Completely and insanely. The problem is I only have so much energy... or ya know... so little. And the days I try to take on the world, I pay for it. Either that afternoon or for the next three days. And I get CRANKY and go into a complete emotional upheaval, because I'm so flipping tired. It's so aggravating. Some days I can't seem to make my bed or do any of the dishes (nope, not a one). And days like today I make lists and lists of the things I would love to do before the baby gets here.
-Make a zillion curtains to go in every room of my house
-Do a few diy art projects from pinterest (which if you're wondering, I still haven't joined, I just lurk)
-Make two ruffle skirts for my girls
-Make three bean bag chairs
-recover the glider
-repaint ALL the baseboards/doors/paneling a fresh coat of white
-buy a new comforter for my bed
-paint the baby's dresser
But how can I even bother doing the above if I don't have the energy to do this:
-pay the bills
-reorganize the little dresser
-take a shower
-do my prenatal yoga so my stupid tailbone doesn't hurt sooooo much.
-finish recovering my parents dining room chairs that I started MONTHS ago
-make all these little gum paste flowers that I'm going to need in April...
And in the insane part of my nesting brain... I look at the above list and I'm like, yeah I can totally do that! I just need to make a list of my supplies and just start cracking. The more rational side of me is thinking it's time to buy more dark chocolate and go watch Pride and Prejudice (the six hour one, duh).
I'm not sure which side will win today... but I have a feeling I'm going to be spent tomorrow either way.