Do calendars lie?
Because according to mine, my children will be out of school in just under 5 weeks. How is it possible that an entire school year is nearly over?
There's not enough hours in my day to do all I want (including procrastinate, I admit) already and now the kids will be around more as well. I cannot even begin to imagine what I am going to do to keep us all from going insane before the end of August.
There will be a few weeks of day camp, and some trips to the beach, play grounds, and libraries. But I have to be honest and say that I have a small feeling of dread in the pit of my stomach about the loss of what little independent time I have. I love my time in my writing salon, with the door closed, my coffee hot and no voices other than the ones in my head. I suppose it will seem all the more precious to me come this summer when I will have to take what I can when I can.
What do you do when the children are around more? How do you find the balance you need to keep you sanity (assuming any of us have that to start)?
As I write this a fight over a water gun has broken out. Time to get the referee whistle.
There's not enough hours in my day to do all I want (including procrastinate, I admit) already and now the kids will be around more as well. I cannot even begin to imagine what I am going to do to keep us all from going insane before the end of August.
There will be a few weeks of day camp, and some trips to the beach, play grounds, and libraries. But I have to be honest and say that I have a small feeling of dread in the pit of my stomach about the loss of what little independent time I have. I love my time in my writing salon, with the door closed, my coffee hot and no voices other than the ones in my head. I suppose it will seem all the more precious to me come this summer when I will have to take what I can when I can.
What do you do when the children are around more? How do you find the balance you need to keep you sanity (assuming any of us have that to start)?
As I write this a fight over a water gun has broken out. Time to get the referee whistle.
Labels: balance, family, Rowan West, summer
posted by Rowan West at
6:02 PM
2 Comments:
Rowan, I am in the same boat. My kids get out NEXT WEEK and I am dreading it. I have twin 6 year olds who love to fight and drive me insane with "Mommy, she hit me" or "Mommy, can we go to McDonalds?" or "Mommy, I'm hungry/thristy." Ugh. Two months of them home...oh God, say it ain't so. My best times of the day are 1) dropping them off at school and 2) 30 minutes after they went to bed.
Know what I am doing to reclaim my time? Or at least get some writing time... I hired my mom to come over 3 days a week to keep them occupied. I will go off to the library or shut the door to my office during that time. Yeah, I could have asked her to watch them, but I knew paying her would be much more motivating...especially after a week or two... LOL
Whoohoo...my kids are going to go to day camp! All summer! Whoohooo!
Life is good.
Mari
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