I have now been a stay at home mother/blogger/writer type person for close to four weeks. Time flies!
No, seriously. It flies.
When I was working as a thankless public servant, I imagined that my days at home would go like this:
I would wake up before the children feeling refreshed. The cardinals outside our window would sing to me while I made coffee and I would reflect on the wonder of nature. Then, I would have coffee and contemplate world peace because I would no longer have the worries associated with my job. Then, I would get the children ready for school and shower before dropping them off. After returning home, I would do laundry, make muffins, prepare a hearty and healthy dinner that could be warmed up in the evening, write several blog posts, and work on my manuscript. Then, I would pick up the children and go through our usual routine before tucking them into bed and spending the rest of the evening with my leisure pursuits. In fact, I imagined I might pick up some new hobbies–”I’ll really learn to knit,” I thought. “I’ll organize our recipes!”, I exclaimed. “I’ll load our CD’s into iTunes!” I declared.
Things have not turned out quite as I had imagined.
Week 1: I didn’t manage to shower before dropping the kids off. Not even once. It took me the entire week to do the laundry, fold it and put it away. On Friday, the kids were pulling pants out of the laundry basket to wear to school. I made muffins and then had to mop the floor after dropping said muffins on the floor. There was a night I served quesadillas–just like old times. I wrote blog posts late at night like usual and didn’t work on my manuscript at all.
Week 2: Afternoon showers are totally fine! Laundry only took me four days! I made scones and did not drop any on the floor and I managed to prepare hearty and healthy meals. I still didn’t do any writing and slid all of my posts in right under the deadlines.
Week 3: Thanksgiving Week! The kids were home all week and got nothing done. Nothing. Well, I did shower.
Week 4: This week is just beginning but today I went out for coffee with a friend, attended a webinar, and wrote a blog post. That’s all I did in 7 hours! How is that even possible?!
What evil is at work here? Where does the time go? Why am I writing this post at 11 p.m. the night before it is due? Will I ever get to that manuscript? Will I ever learn to manage my time?
Please tell me I will. Please.