Feeling Manic

Honestly, I feel a little bipolar lately. I get surges of energy and get tons done, then feel completely depleted and can't lift a finger, though the demands of life don't slow down. In a given day, I'll go from feeling tired and useless to blissfully content and on top of my game.
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But in general, I think my brain is bored. My to do list is dwindling (please don't send me hate mail if you're stressed out!), the daily upkeep of life is becoming dull, I don't feel challenged...I think I need a project. What a perfect time to have a baby, right? Please remind me of my boredom when I'm whining about being overtired and overwhelmed in a few weeks, 'kay?
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What's hilarious about all that I just said is that just a couple of weeks ago, I felt like I was drowning under the pressures of having no time and no energy. Even this past Monday, I was frustrated to the point of tears that my poor son took 45 minutes to understand how to properly write a lower-case "y" within the boundaries of the paper with the top and bottom line parameters. 30 minutes of homework took an hour and a half...my patience was maxed out and I was trying desperately not to show it to Ryan so that he will continue to have positive feelings about homework for as long as possible.
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Yet today, I accomplished more than I have in the last 2 weeks combined. My house is clean, coupons are clipped, emails are caught up, bills are paid, phone calls are returned, appointments are scheduled, I've read every magazine in the house, I've become bored with peeking around the Internet, the house is decorated for fall (partially wishful thinking...I'm ready for it to cool down around here), I even started making my annual homemade Christmas projects and wrote our Christmas letter. Mike and I watched movies the last two nights after putting the kids to bed because there is nothing on tv. I took the Real Age test and found out my body thinks I'm 29. (woo hoo!) I did save a couple of errands to run tomorrow while Kaylin is at school and I have some honey-do's for Mike for this weekend (mostly heavy lifting), but other than that, my to do list is bare. I'm so ready for my 161 pictures to come in the mail so I can have something to scrapbook!
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People have warned me about saying this out loud, but I'm just going to say it: I'm bored. At this moment, anyway. And every evening this week. My days aren't always boring, but when the kids are in school, napping or down for the night...I'm bored. That's why I was so excited to aide in Kaylin's class, but apparently other people's crazy kids have proven to be physically exhausting and mentally draining. I'll still do it, but now instead of looking forward to it...I dread. I've woken up at 5:30 the last two mornings and just laid in bed, awake, because I didn't know what to do with myself until everyone else got up at 7:00. I think I may have even nodded back off this morning out of sheer boredom.
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Okay, so go ahead and throw your stones and rotten tomatoes. I know 99% of you reading this are rolling your eyes, if you haven't already logged off of the computer in disgust. I remember the days when I longed to be bored. That word wasn't a part of my vocabulary until earlier this year.
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I have a feeling these next 4-ish weeks until the baby arrives will be long ones. So if I seem a little manic, please forgive me. I feel like my posts have been a bit erratic because I don't have anything interesting to say. And blogging about being bored seems so...boring.