Rafa wants a dishwasher... that means I get to redesign the kitchen and buy more dishes and he can't complain! So I did just that. Over the last two days I cut a hole in our cabinets, reinforced said hole, and installed some wall shelves to make up for all the missing space. Tomorrow the shelves are coming back down to be sanded and stained (barring a trip to the hospital, in which case I suppose the sanding and staining will be done in about two years) but the space is ready for its new addition.
A wonderful friend with a truck is helping us bring home the dishwasher tomorrow from Sears and the plumber has been called to come and hook it up. I wondered about doing this kind of work the day before my due date (the associates at Home Depot were VERY impressed that I was out shopping and building so close) but then I remembered that this world is full of very fat plumbers doing what I have been, without nearly the same flexibility. It was fine - I went slow and took breaks - and it was fabulous distraction. 
Plus I was hoping, a little, that the squishing, loud noises and unpleasant smells might convince Junior that he didn't want to be in my belly anymore, so dependent on what I do, but to exercise his independence... no go yet. In other distractions, tomorrow I am going out to get my hair done, I have a midwives appointment, and, as I said, the dishwasher is arriving. Plus, my sister-in-law Sue is here using the sewing room and free consultation. I'm hoping that the books that I ordered from the library will arrive tomorrow. I think I'm almost ready for more 'sitting down' kinds of distractions.
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