The next 30 some odd days

So here we are. Firmly in the 3rd tri. Trying to be productive, yet finding so many things to get in our way. We have been insanely busy and November is shaping up to be a frighteningly busy month. And it's our last month to get anything done before the time suck that is our baby is due to arrive.
We have started baby classes (very brave and willingly Jim went to a 'Dads only class'), continued to remodel the house/nursery, visited with family, moved friends into a new house, and all of the typical chores necessary for adult life (paying bills, going to the grocery store, trying to stay informed on the election, work, oh! and have a social life too).
Coming up we have painting, lighting, trim work in the nursery, cleaning and decorating the nursery, 3 showers, 2 holidays, 4 or 5 baby classes, voting, working and the chores that come up every month as mentioned above. I'm tired just thinking about it. And of course, I'm getting larger and the aches of the end of pregnancy are starting to slow me down. Though I am quite thankful that I am mostly free from pain and have no real restrictions.
This was clarified for me at our 30 week appointment. I, as per my routine, brought a list of questions. One of them had to do with concerns about possible slow leaking of amniotic fluid. In debating whether to test to find out more information I am informed that if it is indeed amniotic fluid, then I will be sent over to the hospital for bedrest until I deliver. Not really what I had in mind for my day off nor the next 8-10 weeks. A quick test and I was dressed and waiting to leave for my lunch that I was desperately hungry for. After a little stress and about 5 minutes I am asked to get undressed again for further testing. Stress through the roof now. But I was assured that this is like a pregnancy test, it will either be positive or negative no 'well maybe we saw something'. Results in 5-10 minutes. Of coures we have to wait the full 10 minutes b/c it was in fact negative and I was allowed to go home and have my lunch.
So what did I do this weekend? Paint the ceiling and put one coat of paint on the nursery walls. I have never seen pregnancy as an excuse for being lazy or that I'm some kind of invalid now with my 'condition'. If I'm not put on restriction I will continue to live my life as I always have, though I am a wee bit more careful now. I just have less endurance.
So hopefully I will have enough endurance to make it through to full term (shortly after turkey day) even with everything we have in front of us this upcoming month. Though I'm hoping not much beyond full term. I do not look forward to being 40 weeks and even 1 day pregnant.