Did you continue to track your time today? If so, good for you! When I’ve done corporate workshops and have had people track their time, occasionally people have turned in logs with the weekends completely blank. I assume the thinking is that the person just does not want to share his/her weekend with her colleagues (which is fine) although some have been forthright enough about other things that it makes me wonder. Perhaps people assume that time tracking and weekends simply do not go together? But I truly do believe that going “off the clock” requires an initial mindfulness of time. You must know where the time goes in order to transcend the ceaseless ticking (feel free to tweet that).
Anyway, my ceaseless ticking for the past 24 hours…As my post went live last night, clearly the Amtrak wifi worked. We got into the station at 10:30 p.m. I got home by 11:02 only to find that the big boys were still up watching Into The Woods with my husband. Turns out we have a lot of Sondheim fans around here. My husband and I went to talk on the back porch, and that went fine until we heard a child crying. My daughter had wandered downstairs and was very dramatic that she had missed me all day (I don’t really think this thought had occurred to her until that moment) and, worse than that — and I am sure this is the real reason for the waterworks — the boys were watching a movie while she was supposed to be in bed. I agreed that this was unfair, and sent them all packing. I got into bed by 11:45.
11:45-6:45 – slept. I heard the 2-year-old starting to move at 6:45, but my husband had tried the yellow/green clock again, and the 2-year-old also has figured out that he can play and look at books. Whatever it was, he actually didn’t yell loudly until later. I was grateful for this.
6:45-7:45 – I probably dozed half an hour in there.
7:45- 9:15 – various family things, including getting two kids ready for karate
9:15-11:15 – to karate with 10-year-old and 5-year-old. Both had lessons. I got some reading done during the 10-year-old’s lesson while the 5-year-old watched my phone. We then drove home.
11:15-1:30 – more family time, hard to distinguish between it. I came home to find my husband and the two non-karate children had gone to the hardware store and bought new trash cans. This is very exciting, as we inherited ours with the house 6 years ago, and they were broken then. To buy the garbage bins, he had pushed down the backseat of the minivan, revealing a huge mess. So I started cleaning this out while my husband was planting flowers and the 2-year-old was watering the yard and the driveway, and then proceeded to water himself, necessitating a bath. There was some indoor playing in here, and lunches, and the 2-year-old was down for nap around 1:15.
1:30-2:10 – worked
2:10-2:30 – ran on treadmill. Another BTN 1.6 miles, though I did get up to 7.7 mph. I am feeling slightly guilty that I am not running the Rock n Roll Philly Half Marathon tomorrow but…oh well.
2:30-3:45 – went in the pool with the big kids! The temperatures were in the 80s, and so we’d jacked up the heater on the pool in the morning, and it was pretty nice by mid-afternoon. We weren’t entirely sure about buying a home with a pool — things break all the time, and we’ve definitely needed to train the kids on water safety — but it is nice for days like this when it’s hot, but none of the area pools are still open.
3:45 – 2 year old got up. I tried on my new M.M. Lafleur bento box (more on that later) and watched some of the (DVR’d) Texas A&M game.
4:30-6:30 — worked, sort of. My husband took the 10-year-old and 5-year-old to go buy something for the 7-year-old’s birthday (and, as it turned out, the 5-year-old’s, because she was along and magically found things she really needed for her upcoming birthday too…one item of which has already been opened and played with…) We let the 2-year-old watch videos on YouTube, and the 7-year-old was supposed to help him switch videos as a condition of getting to stay home, so I could get some work done. It worked, sometimes. But it was a pretty disjointed two hours of work. 7-year-olds turn out not to be great babysitters.
6:30 -7:10 – decided to give up. Played with the 2-year-old, started dinner, others came home and we got everything ready (salmon, mushrooms, tomato salad).
7:10-8:00 – ate, cleaned up, kids etc.
8- 8:50 – kid showers, snacks, read to the 5-year-old, and now I’m writing this while listening to the 2-year-old howl. I need to go rock him a little I suppose and then hopefully he will go down.
How did your day go?