Julie Jay: Nesting has involved me turning our home upside down

We will be grand because even if we now live in a house consisting mostly of storage boxes, at least we are currently smelling of Mr Sheen. And to be fair, you could smell worse

The term 'nesting' conjures up images of birds gathering teeny twigs, small branches and soft leaves to make a cosy home for their adorable offspring. And, for one brief moment, all is right with the natural order.

In reality, nesting has involved me turning our home upside down like a member of the Drug Squad searching for evidence and hounding our long-suffering mortgage broker with a relentlessness not seen since your auntie asked you to buy Garth Brooks tickets on her behalf. Yes, my neurotic personality has ensured nesting is less restful and more stressful in this humble abode of ours.