My week starts with too much to do.
Monday
- 5:00 am - get up and get ready for work
- 6:00 - try to get addled brain together enough to understand very technical position as digital prepress artiste
- 6:30 - 1/2 cup coffee (I was supposed to give it up, which is why I torture myself a half hour before I give in and have some)
- 7:15 - give kids a wake-up call
- 8:15 - get call from boy on his way to school bus stop
- 8:22 - get call from boy on school bus
- 8:24 - get call from boy as bus passes library
- 8:26 - get call from boy as he arrives at his school
- until 2:00 pm - work, work, work
- 2:30 - race out of work to fight traffic
- 3:10 - pick up girl and her friend at school
- 3:30 - feed fish, get snacks for kids, get mail, pay bills, use bathroom, etc.
- 4:00 - haul boy's arse out of house and into car while he's throwing tantrum
- 5:00 - Occupational Therapy for boy
- 6:00 - long drive home
- 6:45 - make dinners (everybody eats something different - gluten-free boy, picky girl, and dieting me)
- 7:30 - dishes
- 8:00 - check email
- 9:00 - Heroes
- 10:00 - shower
- 10:30 - bed (as long as I don't get distracted by Stephen Colbert)
So that's my Monday, every week. My Tuesdays are just as hectic, but different as the big trip out is to my daughters cello lesson instead of OT.
I've got no wiggle room for goofing off. Not being able to spontaneously try something different at the beginning of each weeks eats at my chaotic soul. I need to either punch everyone around me or dance like a demon.
I choose to dance.
I'm sure every parent has rough days. How do you make it through?
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