There was a time in my life when I couldn’t understand people who said they were “so busy.” NO-ONE is THAT busy, I’d think. Now I’ve reached that point where I am that person. I don’t claim to be busier than others. I don’t think my time is more important/better spent/more insane than anyone else. But I know for me, life is busier than it has ever been. Here’s a quick rundown of my week:
Monday: 5 am wake up call for work, 6:30-2:30. Rush to pick up Nick and a friend’s son from school at 3, hoping to God I’ll get a park within a 2km radius of the school. Take the boys home, feed them afternoon tea. An hour or so to myself while they entertain each other before said friend arrives to pick up her son. Then change into workout gear and head out to training the second hubby walks in the door from work. 5:30-6:30 is training for me, 6:30-7:30 is training for hubby. When I get home I put Nick to bed (who has been shuttled from home to training and home again) and make dinner for 7:45-8:00, when hubby is home from training. Crash into bed and thank God Tuesday is my day off.
Tuesday: Sleep in. Get Nick to school by 8:45. Do whatever it is that needs doing. Sometimes its laundry, sometimes (but rarely) I have nothing to do and can have a coffee and read IBOT posts as part of my #teamIBOT commitment at my leisure. I can do whatever I want until 2:15 when I go to pick up Nick and the same friend from yesterday. Last week I spent all of Tuesday, except 30 minutes when I had a quick lunch with my mum and sister, running around looking for Batman stuff for Nick’s party.
Wednesday: Drop Nick off at school by 8:45 and rush off to whichever one of the two tennis courts my team is playing at for the day. Play tennis – 4 sets for me, 8 sets total for the day, which usually finishes anywhere between 1 and 2 pm. Rush home, chuck dinner in the slow cooker, shower, dress, pick Nick up at 3 and take him to his tennis lesson at 3:30. Home by 4:15, feed Nick dinner, change for training. Training is from 6-7 for me, 7-8 for Mike. Dinner is at 8:15-8:30, when Mike gets home. Crash in bed and dread the 5 am alarm.
Thursday: 5 am wake up call for work, 6:30-2. Head straight to school, get a good parking spot and wait for Nick to get out at 3. This is the one afternoon we don’t have to rush off anywhere, though we usually end up going somewhere or doing something. Last week we went to the shops to get his hair cut. There’s a pilates class from 6-7 I like to go to when I can. This could become another regular activity, even though adding activities is not what I need to be doing!
Friday: Leisurely wake up, drop Nick at school by 8:45, and I have an hour and a half before I have to leave for work. There’s usually housework involved here, or a quick errand or two. Work is 10:30-6:00, which means by the time I get home, we eat, then it’s time for Nick to get ready for bed. Thankfully hubby cooks dinner Friday nights so that’s one less thing to worry about.
Saturday: Typically the only thing that is consistent on a Saturday is Nick’s soccer from 9:30-10:20. Two weeks we also had a birthday party and I went on a photo shoot with a photographer friend. Last weekend mum had Nick and we went to dinner and to see Guy Sebastian! I also try to do pilates in the morning, from 7-8.
Sunday: Again, usually pretty cruisy, except that I work from 2-6. Two weeks ago I did The Color Run, then we took Nick to another birthday party, then I went to work. Some weekends are like that and are more hectic than others.
So that is what a snapshot of my week looks like. It’s no wonder there’s little time for anything else in there. Why is it when I’m not busy I complain b/c life is boring, but with all this going on, I complain because it’s too hectic? I think life is only as hectic as we want to make it. There is plenty in there I could drop if I really wanted or needed more time. Unfortunately “work” is not one of those!
Are you always finding yourself “busy”?
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