When I woke up, much refreshed, I had the sudden urge to clean the floors. Don't ask me what prompted the urge; I mean, who has an URGE to clean the floor?
People have an urge for ice cream or cookies. No normal person has a sudden urge to clean the floor. I haven't had that kind of an urge to clean since the weekend my youngest daughter was born. No, I'm not trying to tell you anything.
I remember that day well. I woke with a sudden urge to reorganize all the bookshelves, paint the nursery, clean out all the drawers in the house, wash the windows, and on and on. I remember telling my mother that night about my flurry of activity and she said "Uh oh." I said "What? No, I'm not nesting; nesting is more of a nurturing feeling. I'm just trying to get stuff done before the baby is due in THREE WEEKS."
I had her the next day.