What do you do all week?
I swear, sometimes I ask myself that very same question.
Where is the time going?
And perhaps more importantly…
What the heck have I accomplished lately?
I’m gonna go with nothing.
Or nothing much, anyway.
Definitely not a whole hell of a lot, from the look of things.
I’m sure laundry and emptying the dishwasher technically count as something.
And with a to do list a mile long, surely I’m not lacking for things to do.
Yet, it seems that for every one thing I manage to cross off the list, I’m instantly having to add 10 more things.
It’s like being a hamster running circles on a wheel that never stops.
(Is this why people sometimes refer to life as a rat race? Interesting…)
On days like today, there is little to show for it.
Fed the kids breakfast.
Fed the dog.
Brought the boys to school.
Walked the dog.
Did multiple loads of laundry.
Emptied and filled the dishwasher.
Picked the boys up from school.
At least, I think I did…
Where are those boys?
I haven’t heard a peep out of them in a while, and that’s never a good thing.
But truly, I don’t sit at home shoveling Bon Bons down my throat like a glutton while watching soap operas when the kids are at school.
For one thing, I don’t have the attention span to watch a soap opera.
Or anything else, for that matter.
I typically have to get up and do something.
Like dust off the TV or pull out the vacuum…
I’m telling ya, my ability to multitask has reached new levels.
Did you know it’s entirely possible to eat breakfast while pushing the vacuum around the house?
I never said it was a particularly good idea.
Some people have to go to the gym to stay fit.
But I get all the physical activity I can safely handle by pushing the vacuum around while balancing stuff while also trying not to choke to death.
I think I’m on to something here.
Some days, I drink my green smoothie out of a cocktail glass.
Because, why not?
By my calculations, I spend roughly three hours a day worrying about everything that is, and everything that can, go wrong.
Such an impressive use of time, I know.
My mind doesn’t merely wander.
It full-out gallops across intersection after intersection of green lights with not a single red light in sight.
I wander around the house, trying to remember what I had set out to do in the first place.
So then I wander around the neighborhood in hopes of clearing my head.
But curiosity wins and I start wandering into new construction homes within my development.
On the way back, I marvel at why the flag is at half-staff, and resolve to Google it when I get home.
And then I get back home and start to worry about everything that needs to get done around the house…
From touching up paint to dusting the base boards to dealing with the backed up dryer vent.
So I become overwhelmed as all these thoughts swirl through my head.
Then before I know it, it’s time to pick the kids up from school.
And I still haven’t managed to eat lunch.
Did I mention I’m still in my pajamas two minutes before I have to head out?
I cram a protein bar down my throat as I’m driving.
So what if my time management skills aren’t looking too hot at the moment?
Some days, I manage to get an entire week’s worth of things accomplished.
A little laundry, a little cleaning, a little writing…
And a whole lotta worrying.
About the state of the world.
About if I’ve somehow been screwing up my kids all along.
About the commotion of upcoming holidays.
Let’s just add the chaos of Christmas to the mix, too, shall we?
Because I might become bored otherwise.
It’s the season…
For what, exactly?
Some days I start off by making a healthy green alkaline smoothie…
And end the day with a shot of Baileys.
Is it so wrong I’m secretly kinda sorta okay with everyone in my family landing on the naughty list to alleviate some of the stress?
I think I might have to accidentally delete the to do list on my phone.
I’d be okay with that.
Too bad, so not sad.
So what is it that I do all day?
I swear, sometimes I just don’t even know.
~Happy Friday, friends! Hope you’ve all had a great week, and that you’ve managed to accomplish…well, more than I’ve managed to accomplish. Have a terrific weekend!~
Pretty sure this right here counts as a fairly significant accomplishment…
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