Book Nesting

You've heard of nesting, right? That time near the end of a pregnancy when a mama gets this unexplained urge to clean anything and everything so that her "nest" is completely ready to bring her chick home to. I somehow never had that urge hit me with either of my pregnancies. I wanted the home to be ready, but I wasn't willing to get on my hands and knees and scrub baseboards like some I have heard of.
I'm not pregnant, but I am sort of getting some nesting urges as November draws closer. With Nanowrimo starting in only a few days, I know my life is going to take some major changes later this week. My mind will be half in the real world and half in the world of the book I'll be writing ... or birthing, if you will. That makes it hard for me to focus on things that need to be done. But am I focusing on normal things, like making sure we have clean sheets or getting ahead on meal prep or anything? No. I'm wanting to dig out all the mostly empty bottles of lotion from under the bathroom sink and combine them into one that will actually squirt when I push the pump. Or work some more on getting stains out of clothes that are piling up around my dryer because the regular stuff isn't working. Or starting to make Christmas lists even though it's not for another month after I'll finish Nano. Or thinking about a dress I want to sew my daughter for next Spring. None of this is urgent. We've lived without it for this long, and can live without it for another month. But the urge is there, nonetheless.
Ridiculous? Maybe. Or maybe I'll save a few of those for the days when the muse is silent and I need to procrastinate my word count ...
Nanowrimo starts November 1st. My username is jersgirl, if you'd like to come follow along on my journey to more than 50,000 words in 30 days. If you're participating, too, I'd love to friend you. Do you have anything you're wanting to complete last-minute before you start focusing on words?