Scratchy throat.Runny nose.Crampiness from being checked yesterday, sore hips, impatient bladder, my own snoring kept me up all night.Send someone by to brain me with a baseball bat and to cut the fuel line on Spouse’s car while he’s at work out of town, and I think we’ll have a perfect storm for labor to start.Until then, enjoy this relative oldie but goodie about conditions being perfect for other deeds.