When I sat down to write this post all I could think of was how much more I needed to do before I could go to bed. Honestly, The List is out of control. Don't ask me what The List is, you know what The List is. There is not enough time in one day to do everything I need to do, have to do, least of all want to do. You always hear people joking about how “there’s not enough time in a day!” but you guys, seriously, there isn’t.I’m a working mom with kids and a newborn. My time is the scarcest it will probably ever be. I don't know how I do it, and the truth is, that I really don't.
That amazing trip to Hawaii I went on for work a couple weeks ago? It put me so into the hole on housework and laundry that I’m just now catching up. It’s all well and good to tell me that I need to have a schedule and stick to it, but we’re just barely hanging on. So you clean the bathroom once a week. I have to clean it every day (or I needto clean it every day, no comment on how often it's really cleaned,) because my little boys have confused the bathroom floor and walls with a urinal. You could tell me to teach my boys, and I try, but women have been encouraging penile control since the dawn of time--I don’t think I’m going to solve it before we have to be out the door for preschool. On the plus side, I am teaching/forcing them to clean the bathrooms themselves, but we all know how that process goes.There are plenty of things that I have just let go--the idea of a hot breakfast every morning for my kids, for example. I was raised with hot breakfast. I can’t stomach the idea of getting up 15 minutes earlier to get a hot breakfast on the table (mostly because I went to bed just three hours before I had to wake up.)Thanks to that wonderful combination of newborn sleepless nights and elementary aged children, there have been at least three days this year when I slept through ALL of my THREE alarms and had to drive my kids who missed the bus to school, late.I’m only saved from not having the worst yard in the neighborhood by one merciful house down the street. Please, neighbors, never stop your lackadaisical landscaping because I do not have the time to fix mine.
I know I’m not alone, just check out this graphic from Claudia’s blog, My Fascinating Life:
Thanks for the laugh, Claudia. No thanks for the tears I cried in empathy.
How about you? How are you managing this most busy season in your life?