Nesting....I think my husband might kill me

Up until recently I haven't been "nesting" all that much. However, yesterday was a 100% packed full day of nesting! I cleaned every inch of Monty's room, and rearranged it about 5 different ways. I thought Matt was about to kill me when I finally said that I wanted back the way it was when we first started moving things around. I even took out all of his clothes from the dresser, just to reorganize and put them all back in again.

For some reason I can't stand any dishes being in the sink, clean or dirty! Normally, after washing the dishes by hand I would just let them air dry, now I find myself drying them all so they aren't left sitting there. I also reorganized the freezer, which honestly didn't really need it, but I did it anyway. I've also been insane about laundry lately. I literally go around the house looking for clothes/towels/etc. to make a full load. This is of course, not including the normal cleaning that I do around the house.

I just have this worry in the back of my head that laundry and dishes are going to be left undone when we make our hurried trip to the hospital, and I really don't want to have to do either of those things when I finally make it home again. By some miracle, I want the house to be spotless and 100% put away when we walk back in our front door holding Monty in our hands.