The carpet installers have been in my house now since early this morning. We didn't actually know when they would arrive so we were, of course, caught by surprise. After running around trying to clear the last few things out of the rooms, I sat outside with the puppies and timed the contractions the burst of activity had started while Nick dealt with the carpet people.

While I am happy about having new carpet installed, I am tired of the banging noises. We are having the entire upstairs done as well as the guest bedroom downstairs done--which means that nearly every piece of furniture in the house is currently stacked in my living room.

and you can't even imagine the upstairs bathroom.

Sigh... my house is on the market as of yesterday. I'm glad noone has come by to see it. At least this is the end of the things that will have the house torn apart. I can finally get the rooms situated and not walk into them the next day and see that all the furniture has been pulled away from the wall again.

In other news--I went to the hospital yesterday after I thought I was leaking a little fluid. It turns out it was a bit of a false alarm but she did check me and told me that (a) I am 3 centimeters, (b) I was continuing to have contractions and (c) she didn't think I would make it to my induction date in 9ish days. She also said, "Once you start having contractions, dont waste any time getting to the hospital if you want to have any pain relief. I wasn't planning on taking a three hour cruise on the way or anything but now I have a much greater sense of urgency.