Suddenly dusty tops of wardrobes had begun to annoy me. I am not sure why. My cleaning motto is "If you can't see it, you don't need to clean it". Dusty doilies and table runners had me in fits of panic. Never before had the black inside of my fridge begun to annoy me as much as high pants do. The inside of the car, which had rotten plums, biscuit crumbs and other miscellaneous residual parts of food located in it, had me running for the Dyson and vacuuming like a mad woman.
With my other children I didn't start to nest until I was ready to pop. This time it has come early. Perhaps there is more to do this time around? With a 2 and 3 year old running around the house the place has certainly never felt dirtier.
Then suddenly 4 years worth of unfinished renovations began to shit me. It had really caused me no issues before. I was just happy to see the bulk of the reno's finished and to a point where we could actually live comfortably with a lot of extra space.
Then I realised we need more furniture to like, put stuff in. All the toys in our house need a home rather than being placed around various vantage points around the house. Suddenly I felt underseige from all the Fisher Price and Thomas The Tank Engines. The mess is out to get me!
My undressed windows need to be jooshed! They look ugly! They have been this way for SEVEN WHOLE years but suddenly I am concerned what everyone must think about the unfurnished state of our home. I really never cared before. Only when I am nesting.
Husband conveniently made himself scarce when he saw me twitching and ranting under my breath about how I was still waiting for the jarrah architraves to be put around all the new doors 4 years after they were put in. He is a smart man.
Because with nesting comes spending and he doesn't like to spend money.
He hasn't always been like this. Husband used to be the "spender" before we were married and I was the "saver". Somehow during our marriage we seem to have switched roles. He became more like me and I became more like him. I guess being with someone that long does that to you.
So off I will trott today to Spotlight to buy curtains. Then to IKEA for some children-toy-hiding solutions and then off to to the Rug Shop to do something about these barron wooden floors.
I might see you at the shops. I'll be the one twitching, moving frantically at warp speed.