I'm tired. I'm worn out.
All of the beds are now up (including the crib, so hey, IF this little one were to, perchance, make a seriously early arrival, we're ready), the kitchen is done with the exception of a few odds and ends that I have yet to find a home for, and the phone, internet, and cable are up and running.
I believe Pete wins this time. It's about time to slow down.