Strange

I just finished my last day of work until December 17th. I should be elated, but instead I feel kind of weird. I spend so much of my life working that I'm not sure what I will do without it. Although I completely trust the people who are covering for me, it's hard to let go of everything. It doesn't help that I'm leaving in the middle of several projects, including the small matter of that little merger thing...

I know once the baby is here, work will probably be the very last thing on my mind, but until he arrives, I'm not really sure what to do with myself. The thought of going an entire week (I'm assuming that he's going to be stubborn and stay put until I get induced next Friday, one week past my due date) with absolutely nothing to do during the day is, honestly, kind of frightening. Normally, if I had a vacation at home, I would have lots of house projects and cleaning to do. Or B would be home with me to keep me entertained. But I'm really not good for much besides sitting around right now, and I'm on my own since B will continue working right up until the baby is born.

I guess I will spend my time catching up on a couple of years worth of book back log, but can I really do that all day, every day for an entire week? Normally that wouldn't seem like a problem, but I'm very restless lately, and I don't know if I can concentrate on anything.

Any suggestions? Anyone? Help me?