I may, or may not, be "nesting".
But it's different than you think.
I am currently still without my own home. It is getting close to being done - but it's not quite there. Therefore, I can't really nest there. And I'm not doing it at my in-laws.
Hubby has a theory: I'm nesting with myself.
Tuesday - Pedicure; nail removal followed by a manicure.
Wednesday - Prenatal massage.
Next Thursday - Full highlight and hair cut.
He thinks I'm going to have the baby earlier than expected because I seem to be "nesting" with myself. I told him I'm just trying to do these last minute things because I will not have time to do them after baby boy gets here. Why would I go spend 2.5 hours in a salon when I could be with Emma and new baby instead? And who would turn down a $25 hour long prenatal massage? I mean, seriously? And, it's not like I can reach my feet to even try to paint my own toenails. :)
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