Oh, nesting instinct, where art thou?

So we are all moved out of the old house and into the new one. We are not however settled. The garage is a mess of boxes, bookcases and dressers. I have 7 days before this child's due date and the crib is in pieces in the room she will share with Saoirse. Saoirse needs a new bed, as does Liam. I can not find the box with all the newborn socks, though there are plenty of clothes. As long as she is willing to sweat alot. Saoirse was born in November and most of the clothes are her baby ones. I have bought very little for the new baby, with the exception of a few summery outfits just in case the heat lasts past August 3.

I have yet to unpack the majority of the kitchen. It seems I am constantly doing dishes as all we have are 4 dinner plates. Surely the rest must be near by.

I no longer have the scrapbooking/computer room I was dreaming about. Liam decided at the last moment not to take the basement and there went my little piece of heaven. So currently all boxes labelled scrapbooking or office are sitting in either the dining room or the living room. Since our living room is a good size I will have to talk to William about doing a bit of a divide and giving myself a craft area. We will see. Otherwise there will be no scrapping or stamping going on because there is no, absolutely zero, chance of me working from the basement. Way too many spiders.

Today we did nothing really. William has worked his ass off all week and I am claiming mental stress from a dilemma that has yet to be resolved. Starting tomorrow I am going to have to promise myself one room a day. At least then the main floor and bedrooms will be done by her arrival. I should hope.

William has his immigration medical and we were told to bring in Part A of the forms. Guess what? There is no part A, we have nothing at all. So first thing tomorrow I have to call the doctor's office and find out exactly what it is in the hopes that we have it somewhere. I think the girl at my MPs office gave us the wrong forms, I think they are meant for when you apply outside Canada. Bloody Conservatives!