Last night started well. After working until about 8:30 p.m., I got kids snacks and showers, read stories, and put them in bed by 9. Then I read in my room, mostly uninterrupted, until 10:15, at which point I went to sleep. My husband stayed up late working — or possibly watching the football game — which then meant he pleaded exhaustion when the toddler was up and shrieking at 3 a.m. I got up, and got him back down at 3:30, but had trouble falling asleep, and then the toddler howled again at 4:10 or so, just as I had nodded off. It was a brief waking though, not requiring my presence. I was probably back asleep at 4:30. I heard the toddler again at 6:20, and I dozed until he was really, truly up at 6:40. His waking up at 6:40 is great, but being up for 1.5 hours of the night just sucks. Fortunately, tonight should not be my turn. Here's how the day proceeded after that:
6:40-7:10 - feed toddler, make coffee, read
7:10-7:30 - shower, dress, back downstairs, find husband and 9-year-old making pancakes
7:30-8 - take over pancake making duty, get other kids up and fed, make/eat my breakfast
8-8:30 - G here, work, mostly email.
8:30-8:40 - bus stop with boys
8:40- 1:40 - work: 3 calls about booked and potential speeches, one interview for the book, reading some papers on time perception for the book, looking for sources. I ate leftovers during this. Possibly a cinnamon roll too.
1:40 - 2:20 - ready, then run on treadmill: 5k@29:07. This was a solid workout, and speaks to the power of getting on one's running clothes and saying you only need to do a mile, which is the bargain I made with myself. I was convinced, up until about 8 minutes in, that I would only do a mile. But then, once I hit a mile, it was easy enough to do a few more minutes, and then to keep going.
2:20-2:30 - email, etc. at desk.
2:30 -3 - toddler up from nap. G went to store, so I played with him.
3-3:20 - various personal maintenance: doing hair, getting a snack. Not working. Say hi to 5-year-old.
3:20-4 - realize I need to buckle down and get some stuff done, so I do. Tie up loose work ends.
4-4:12 - boys home, get 9-year-old ready
4:12-4:30 - drive to karate studio, chatting w/9-year-old
4:30-5:05 - read during karate (Bad Religion by Ross Douthat - I am getting a wee bit bogged down in various ecclesiastical debates about a third of the way in)
5:05-5:25 - drive home, chatting w/9-year-old
5:25- 5:45 - work
5:45-6:20 - eat dinner (taco salad) + clean up
6:20-6:30 - drive 7-year-old to wrestling
6:30-7:30 - read during wrestling (still on Bad Religion)
7:30-7:40 - drive home
7:40-8 - sit with husband while he eats dinner
8 - posting this now, hopefully get the kids to bed soon, then do some more reading, and hope for an uninterrupted night.
A few observations on my day: I made a conscious choice to do the kid sports runs, and then used their practices as an opportunity to read. Because of that, I fit in about 90 minutes of reading time, and that number will go higher by the time I go to bed, possibly by another 30 minutes. I clearly have time to read in my life. I also have time to run. I will hit a total of at least 2.5 hours of leisure on a Tuesday that featured pretty much full-time work hours and a middle-of-the-night wake-up. Lots of things can fit in a life.
I can see, again, that I need to focus during the 5-6 hours of work I can do during the hours my kids are at school. After that, the work will be fairly disjointed. Not a bad thing, necessarily. I hung out with all four kids at various points today. Just reality.
I'd love to hear what other people have found from their time logs!
In other news: I will be doing a Facebook Live chat tomorrow at 2:30 p.m. eastern. You can find my page at Facebook.com/lauravanderkamauthor -- please join me!