We are halfway through the work-week, but not halfway through the week. It’s a critical difference! My time sheets start at 5 a.m. on Monday (that seems like a good starting point for the week for me). If that’s the start time, guess where the half-way mark is. It’s 5 p.m. THURSDAY. I don’t know about you, but 5 p.m. Thursday sounds like the end of the week to me. But it’s not. It’s the exact halfway mark. Something to keep in mind.
Anyway, last night after posting this around 7:45 I said goodbye to G, then did a short scavenger hunt with my big kids (the 2-year-old mercifully stayed down). The next two hours featured a combination of dealing with my kids and reading. I turned out my light at 10 p.m. None of the three big kids were actually asleep then, but oh well.
10 p.m – 3:30 a.m. — slept. My daughter has a cold from starting kindergarten (of course) and I seem to have caught the coughing aspect of it. I woke up coughing at 3:30.
3:30 – 5 a.m. — lay in bed, increasingly agitated that I could not go back to sleep. I saw the clock at 4:45, so I’m pretty sure I was up all this time.
5 – 6 a.m. — slept, then woke up to the 2-year-old screaming for me.
6-6:30 – snuggled in bed with the 2-year-old. He wanted to be in different PJs, so he undressed himself during this time, went and retrieved different PJs, and had me put him in them. So I guess while I was lying down in the dark for much of this time it wasn’t really relaxing.
6:30 -7:45 — read, drank coffee, ate breakfast, got in my running clothes while the 2-year-old watched videos. The 5-year-old got up at 7 and needed some attention. I got them both breakfast too, and got the big boys up.
7:45 – 8 – another BTN 1.1 miles on the treadmill (“better than nothing”). I listened to the #AmWriting podcast where they talked about writer finances. (Note: Best of Both Worlds crossed 20k downloads today!)
8-8:30 – showered, dressed, hair, make-up.
8:30-8:45 — got the kids to the bus. This morning’s crisis was the 10-year-old remembering he needed to put various things in his math folder. All 7 children from the neighborhood made it on time again.
8:45- noon — worked on Off the Clock. Unfortunately, this edit felt like banging my head against the wall. I decided to start chapter 1 in a different way, which means an extended metaphor now feels misplaced, and I can’t figure out how to transition into my own time-tracking experience. Hmm. There was pretty much negative progress during this time.
12 -12:30 – my FB Live chat. Click on that link to tune in. I answered various time-trackers’ questions.
12:30 – 12:50 – grabbed lunch, made copies of my daughter’s birthday party invite
12:50 – 2:15 – did a webinar with Lotanna. We had some technical difficulties at the beginning, but it was kind of cool that she was in Nigeria, and I was in the US, and we could be sharing our conversation with people worldwide.
2:15-2:45 — semi-downtime, but mostly work, answering emails, etc.
2:45-4 — a different webinar, for a corporate client.
4-4:30 – hung out with the 2-year-old for a bit, welcomed kids off the bus, had a snack.
4:30-5:30 – worked. Prepped for tomorrow, email, etc.
5:30-5:50 – ate dinner with the kids and G
5:50-7 – drove to our elementary school and did back to school night for the 7-year-old’s class. I learned that parties may no longer feature food. I get that they’re trying to teach healthy habits and not celebrate everything with cupcakes, but this is kind of surreal. Most adult parties feature food. Unless they’re college parties featuring only hard liquor. I met my 7-year-old’s meal worm, which is part of their current science investigation. Also, some of his friends’ parents.
Now I am posting this. I hope to get in bed by 10 again tonight given the wretchedness of last night. If I hadn’t woken up coughing I would have gotten 8 hours of sleep. As it was, 6.5 hours after several other short nights is really catching up to me. Here’s hoping tonight is better.