How I know that I am crazy (at least for the moment)

• We rented a movie last week and it was scratched so it would not play. I cried.
• I spent twenty minutes trying to find another place to rent the movie from and could not find anything. So I cried some more.
• Instead of making my bed for the past couple weeks I just leave it a mess. (If you know me this is not a common thing at all. I love things to be organized and made up)
• I have a pile of baby things in the living room that I just look at instead of wash or put away.
• Instead of make lunch for Orion I take a two hour nap and I still want to go to bed before he gets home from work.
• I am not sad when he works nights because it means I get the entire bed to myself and my mountain of pillows.
• I think of ways to get slurpees when we go out of the house. (Orion does not really care for them so I have to get creative in order to get him to the store.)
• Instead of making a pb&j sandwich I eat the peanut butter straight from the jar. Even when I am skyping with my mom. (I literally got up and walked away mid conversation so I could get the jar of peanut butter)
• I day dream about having a way to make money so I could hire someone to make me food when Orion is not here. Instead I end up making myself eggs for dinner most nights.
• Today I was red faced and winded after walking a mile. I sat down for thirty minutes to recover. 
• This baby is making me crazy, but I am still not ready to meet it yet. Our little lady can take her time because my apartment is currently a mess and I have zero desire to clean it.