So I'm majorly nesting right now, I only have about 2 months until the baby comes. I want to rip my house apart and put it back together, clean, organized with new paint, new decorations, new flooring etc. Since that isn't going to happen, to appease myself I bought some paint to paint my bedroom. Now, it has only been about 2 years since I painted it last, but I needed a change in there. So Michael takes a look at the paint and then looks at me as if I'm crazy and says, "you seriously think you have time for this? You have the temple celebration, you homeschool, you have a photography business, two blogs, you are doing about 5 appraisals a week, and you think that you have time to paint our bedroom?" My answer, "I'm nesting, can't you just let me nest before the baby comes?" His answer, "I guess I can let you, but I don't have to be happy about it."
Thanks baby for letting me nest, even if you aren't happy about it. Love you!