Nesting issues.

My name is Shaye.

And I have issues.

As with most things at the moment, I'll choose to blame it on the extra estrogen.

When I heard my dear friend Hope had her little baby girl finally, I was beaming with joy.

Then, I got all excited thinking 'Oh! We're going to have our new baby soon too!'

Then, I started to panic thinking about all the incomplete projects I promised myself I would complete before the baby arrived.

...Like painting and finding new hardware for this furniture piece in our bedroom.  And painting and distressing our rocking chair.

Too much dark wood in this house, I tell you!

...And finally breaking down, disappointing Dang Dave, and purchasing a dresser for the new baby's nursery so that I can FINALLY get it in order.   This is the piece we've picked up (not my photo):

Dresser meets entry table.  I think it will be lovely.  After some elbow grease and new hardware, that is.  What's some more refinishing work?

Heck, we'll just throw in a very small reupholster project while we're at it.  All I need is a half yard of fabric...

...I also wanted to get some of my photos printed for G's bare wall (by the way, I completely hate the color of her room but I'll be danged if I'm spending any more money on painting a rental house's walls):

They will be clothes pinned on like this:

...And speaking of bare walls, I need to hit up Goodwill and see if I can find a frame for this wonderful fish print Stuart painted years ago.  G-love's room is begging for some wall decor.  Big time.

...And speaking of frames, I have a beautiful poster of Cadaques, Spain that I picked up while backpacking through a few years ago.  I've been meaning to find a frame for it, for like, twenty years.  I sure would love to get it in one and hung up...

I would also like to get my juicer listed on Craigslist...

And finish my October budget spreadsheet...

And pack my hospital bag...

And order some nursing bras...

And clean up the yard one last time before winter...

And organize the God-forsaken-sun-room...

In the middle of thinking about all that I'd like to complete (obviously, they are mostly small projects that just require a bit of time, money *ahem*, and energy), somehow, I ended up doing this:

Because now is a perfect time to reorganize and condense my cabinet.  And clean out stupid mildew from my fridge door.  And wash my shower curtain.  And clean ceiling fans.  And reorganize the cleaners under the kitchen sink.

I told you I have issues.

Is this nesting?

I thought nesting was supposed to make one feel homey and prepared?  

I am so anxious to meet this little one.  We are only five and a half weeks away from d-day!  I really need to sit down and focus and think about all I wish to accomplish before life changes forever.

And by life changing forever, I mean much less sleep and much more time spent sitting on the couch nursing baby.

I wish my Mom was here with me.

I know she would totally be game for helping me with my to-do list.

And frankly, I just want her here with me.  So that she can help me prepare for the baby and make me oatmeal and help me clean mildew out of my fridge.

Sigh.

Though, I suppose it's important to remember that I am the Mother now.  These are my responsibilities.  Not that Georgia needs help cleaning mildew out of her fridge, but you know what I mean.

Dang being an adult, anyway.

I think I'll start with washing the lunch dishes.  That'll at least make me feel like I've accomplished something.  

What to tackle next is another question...