Alas, it was kind of a normal day. I don't have days when I clean house, I just kind of do it all the time. In addition to the maintenance stuff (kitchen, laundry, beds, general pick up), I try to do one or two "things" a day. That thing could be cleaning the bathrooms, or mopping, or cleaning out the icebox, or going to the grocery store. I can't do it all in one day, so I don't even try. Unless we're having company, I don't do anything but maintenance on the weekends. I will try to be parenthetically amusing so as not to shatter your illusions about my awesomeness.
6:00-7:30 a.m.: I'm up first, and with luck, 30 minutes before anyone else. I can have a cup of coffee, look at Facebook, and obsessively check my Blogger stats. Katie's up for school at 6:30, and Julia and Henry usually around that time as well. I make breakfast, prod Katie along, get everyone fed (bagels and fruit this morning), breakfast dishes cleaned up, first load of laundry started and Katie out the door to catch the bus. I get the little ones dressed.
A note about laundry: Laundry can kiss my ass. I usually do 1-2 loads a day, but when I skip a day (like yesterday), suddenly I have like 6 loads. That is bullshit.
7:30-8:30: My mom came over this morning and watched the little ones while I ran 4 miles, showered and dressed. She does this 2-3 mornings a week, depending on her schedule. Aren't I lucky?
8:30-9:30: I have my breakfast (egg whites with salsa - fascinating!), while the kids play. Play in this case was screaming and piano playing. I watered the plants on the patio and porch, then cleaned the inside of the living room and kitchen windows, where someone had licked them. A lot. I switched over and folded a load of laundry. The little ones like to help, and they make it kind of fun.
11:15-11:45: Lunch for the kids and clean up, because Henry eats like a pig.
11:45: Henry down for a nap. While I nursed him to sleep, I checked and responded to e-mails.
11:50-12:00: Hey! More laundry! I found $5 in a pocket, which makes me giddy . Some people might call it a tip, some might call it a perk of the job, I call it a Grande Skinny Vanilla Latte, bitches! For the moment, I settle for another cup of SFC special brew.
12:00-12:30: Julia plays on the computer while I do some power chores. Made my bed, dusted the bedroom, put away laundry, cleaned the master bathroom. While cleaning, the word "sofrito" got stuck in my head, prompting the internal debate: Is it accurate to call sofrito the Spanish mirepoix? (I think so.) And would I be able to spell either sofrito or mirepoix without looking them up? (Sadly, no.) When I went to empty the trash, I found this. Someone has been in my postpartum giant maxipad stash! And yes, it was sitting atop the trashcan, just like this.
|Clean bathroom! Ill fitting short shorts!|
12:45: Someone screamed and loudly slammed the bathroom door adjacent to Henry's room, waking him from his nap. Fudge. (Because I don't cuss in front of my kids. I'm too classy for that.)
12:45-1:45: Play Play Play. We roll around in the floor and pull out everything in Henry's closet. Julia and Henry, most of the time, play really well together, and I like being in the middle of it.
1:45-3:00: We head out the back door to walk up to the grocery store for a few things. We spend 15 minutes or so chatting with our across the alley neighbors and friends, before taking the 1 mile (round trip) walk. Julia rides her bike and never complains, even though it's hot as hell and uphill on the way there.
We get home, put away groceries and get ourselves ready, because when Katie comes home at 3:10-
3:15-5:30: We go to the POOL! This is the time of day that is usually the busiest, with homework and activities and dinner making and various other bullshittery. But it's the last week of school and activities have been suspended for the time, so all we have to do is enjoy the sunshine and the company of friends. It doesn't suck. Pool aftermath:
5:30-6:30: Make dinner (BBQ chicken sandwiches, BBQ slaw, strawberries - easy, summery, and not very filling), eat, clean up the kitchen. Katie showers (hoorah for mostly independent bathing) while I make dinner, and she and Julia both set the table and clear it after dinner.
6:30-7:30: As mentioned, it is the last week of school. Which means Katie brought home the contents of her desk, otherwise known as Katie's Cavalcade o' Shit. I went through it all (including some really good poetry, and a writing piece that was a stunningly accurate example of dialect. Seriously, it was impressive.). I folded another load of laundry, and bathed Henry and Julia.
7:30-8:00: WRESTLEMANIA! Katie is a big wimp, so she mostly does things like hide under the bed and yells "Be careful! Be careful!" Julia is a beast, and Henry is a biter. Sean takes the worst of what Julia has to offer, while I just lay there covering my head and hope that no one draws blood. It's good fun.
8:00: CHILDREN! TO BED! Katie stays up and reads until lights out at 8:30. Weekend and summer bedtimes are far more lax, but everyone needs this schedule during the school year.
And after that...after that, I blog, and sit, and talk to my husband, and get ready for the next day, and thank God. My days are what I make them, and that's an enormous gift. Even when they're boring.
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