The tasks I get paid for are complete for the day. A big pot of soup is simmering for supper. I wasn’t hungry at lunch time, but now that I am hungry I don’t feel like preparing anything because I just used up all my prep energy on the soup. What to do, what to do. Wait until supper, I guess. Take a nap. Read a book. Go for a walk. Waste time blogging. Vacuum. I wrote a list of things to do once I finished my work.
- fold laundry – check
- clean kitchen – check (Dishwasher loaded, surfaces cleared and wiped down. It’s not spotless, but good enough for now, anyway.)
- vacuum
- dust
- sweep
- mop
- water plants
- make soup – check
- remove rotten food from fridge – check
- take the compost out – check
- make list of all the other things that need to be done (and this is a substantial list)
I keep ambitious lists, but I generally run out of steam after only a few items. I’ve decided to blow off the rest of the above list, and am contemplating whether I will take a nap, read a book, or go for a walk. I’m already wasting time blogging. I would feel good if I took a walk, but my eyes feel scratchy from accumulated sleep deprivation. I would love to read. But I think the nap is going to win, this time. Oh, for more time in the day. Now to take the nap without feeling guilty. I’ve not learned how to master that one. Because really, since I have all this extra time on my hands, shouldn’t I be more productive, or be a better mother and go get my baby from daycare and spend more quality time with him I could go get him and try to persuade him to take a nap with me. Ha! I’m insane. Besides, we get our quality time at 2:30 a.m. Every day. And more at 4*. My cup runneth over.
Actually, he was starting to sleep a bit longer and a bit better, but he had a flu shot last week and it seems to have thrown off his schedule a bit. He’s not too interested in his solid food and he’s been crying and cranky during the day off and on, and during the night as well, which is so unlike him. He may be teething some more as well.
