I Wish For Twenty Four Hours in a Day. What? You mean…? Oh.

September 8th, 2008
Posted in The Mommy, blogging, chaos |

I haven’t blogged in a long time. There just seems to be so much going on right now and if there is one thing I have learned in my thirty(coughcough) years it is how to prioritize.

 

I thought once the kids were back at school I would have more free time but I had forgotten about all those little tasks that had been neglected over the summer, ones you try very hard not to undertake with three children in tow - visits to doctors and dentists, car services, repainting of water stained ceilings (requiring, incidentally, many coats of primer and paint to the point of extreme frustration. When taking a shower at my house, please do not look up). Then, The T-Bot and his school have not been seeing eye to eye and that is an understatement. My mental energy has mostly been focused there over the past two weeks. And my physical energy? Well, apart form the above mentioned tasks, there has been housework and lots of it. My cleaning lady hasn’t been for two weeks and OMG I had forgotten how much I hate housework. 

 

To add to that (and being me of course I would add to that, can I never be satisfied???) there is the not insignificant task of launching a new website and supporting blog. The launch of my new website is the first step in the expansion of my business and we all know that expanding a business takes work, work and more work. When necessary until 2am. And then something will still go slightly wrong and make a liar out of you when you say “launching  July! August! September 8th!”  I have The Wictor at home and so my little issue is not being solved fast. Maybe tomorrow. I am just thankful I don’t have a boss to call me into meetings about it. 

 

That has basically been my life the last few weeks.  So, imagine how excited I was when a friend invited me to lunch on Friday! Better than just lunch actually, Childless Lunch! Our lunch date coincided perfectly with two estate sales I had planned for the morning and the restaurant was just around the corner from both sales, which in this city is like saying the planets had aligned.

Everything was perfect. Well, almost perfect. Because I found treasures! Lots of treasures! And wanted to take them all home and drool over them Gollum-like, but then I remembered I had a lunch date.  At a nice restaurant, except of course I didn’t know it was a nice restaurant because I had never been there, given that it is not the sort of place you turn up to with three little people in tow…

 

It was a lovely environment with good food and good company and (as The Daddy put it) I felt like a “real person”. And if there is something else I have learned in my [redacted] years, it is not to show any sign of embarassment when you walk into an unexpectedly fancy restaurant dressed in shorts, T-shirt and sandals.

At least I didn’t have 1950s dust on my hands because I had wiped it all off.

 

With a baby wipe, but nobody could tell. 

 

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I am not sure when I will next have time to write here. It would be great if blogging was my day job, but it isn’t. I have two day jobs, here and here&here, and I feel guilty when I neglect them to ramble about my day. I’m sure I will be back, probably sooner rather than later, but something has to give… 

 

In the meantime, if I read your blog, here is a little secret. I have proven to be as terrible at social networking online as I am in real life. I just can’t bring myself to fish for visitors. So if I visit you and leave comments, it is because I want to. (See how I just shot myself in the foot? Proof at how I suck at this game. I’ll never get another visitor now. Except maybe Mum and Dad. Hi Mum and Dad).

In other words, you will still be seeing me around :-) 

 

 

2 Responses to “I Wish For Twenty Four Hours in a Day. What? You mean…? Oh.”

  1. Andrea @ Sweet Life Says:

    I’ll still be your visitor anyway! And I can’t wait to check out some of your SUPER GREAT finds on the etsy shop, if that’s where you’ll be listing them!

  2. Tonggu Momma Says:

    I love your sense of humor! I’ll be here no matter what. Well… unless you start going, “who are you again?!?!” Because that might hurt my feelings. (I’m a delicate butterfly snowflake, in case you didn’t know.)