Ugh. I hate cleaning, and I'm TERRIBLE at it. I'm slow (pregnant or not) and that makes it so demoralizing
Doesn't matter what it is. Scrubbing a pan I need to cook with that has lots of stuck/burnt on crap to it? I'll be struggling for several minutes and have plenty left to go, then dh will just come take it to me (and I'm happy to let him, make no mistake) and has it done in like a minute. Tidying up the downstairs main living area? (dining room, living room, and some unnamed area in between that gets used for lots of play stretch together into one giant room) just picking up and putting away crap off the floor is like an hour's work for me if kids have messed it up properly, but it seems like, give dh 15 minutes and he's like a tornado ripping through there! I hate that I'll work my butt off at something for 30 min and I can barely tell the difference. So, nesting is an exercise in frustration. I've been focusing most of it on trying to keep dishes/laundry under control (which is like running on a treadmill that's on its fastest setting!) and getting birthing supplies in order. I keep randomly remembering things like, how I really want new sheets or whatever.
So, getting out of the house is much more appealing! We've had 80s-90s this last little while and around here, no one has ac! I'm sitting next to a thermostat right now that says 81*..eek! Inside, at 10:15 pm. I'm pretty sweaty
But..adapting. Going places means the car ride is air conditioned! and sometimes even the destination, haha. But being outside feels better than inside. We have no real yard to hang out in. And at home, the kids have WAY too much screen time. And fight. A lot. Ugh. So staying home all day can sometimes feel like torture, just waiting for the day to end. Next week is actually my ideal kinda week, because when the schedule is full it seems like we're all in such a better mood. I think having different things to do gives me a sense of purpose to the day. Yesterday we went to a fun kids' event they had at this place that.. for lack of a better description, is like an outdoor "mall" with a country feel (think chickens running all over the place) and all local/indie shops. Then berry picking. Then to a kangaroo petting zoo! The toddler fell asleep in the car on the way home around 7, or maybe even a little before, and slept all night till 8:30am!