Everything In It's Place

In the last hour I am suddenly horribly annoyed with the Christmas tree.
And I need at least two more bins to store Maren's dolls and toys.
What am I storing the diapers in when the baby gets here. I need another basket.
I really want Will to get a little shop vac for the laundry room because I hate the cat litter down there.
What am I going to put the baby in?  Bouncer. Check. Crib. Check. Ergo. Check.
Rock and play sleeper. Check.
Oh shit. I know what's happening here.. I am getting late pregnancy freaky-ness.  This happened with Maren too. I could NOT have enough storage bins, baskets, and holders.
Am I building a metaphorical nest here?
I think so.
Crap.
Do you think it's too late in the season to have a garage sale?
Like if I had it tomorrow, would that be acceptable?
Do you see what's happening here? I am in a BIN-ge and purge phase.
Okay. Breathe deep. Two more weeks and you can have a glass of wine...that should help a little.........and let's be honest Melissa, you are going to hold that baby wayyy more than you put him down.
I know. I know.