Where do the days go? Seriously. I wake up, do a bunch of stuff, and before I know it, it's the next day. And I still don't feel like I'm getting anything done.
Let's take yesterday for example (which was really two days if my head is to be believed).
5:15 - awake
5:15-7:00 - drink coffee, read blogs, increase the nicotine in my blood stream to acceptable levels
7:00-7:20 - mow lawn
7:20-7:40 - water lawn
7:45 - take kid to work
8:00-9:00 - call mom
9:00-9:25 - hang out with neighbor chick, smoking and gossiping
9:25-10:00 - play phone tag with old and new doctor's offices trying to get everything set up so I no longer have to drive 2.5 hrs to get my shot
10:00 - call mom again to discuss email she just sent reminding me to email my sister
10:00 - email sister
10:05 - receive bounceback of my email as 'spam' because I dared to put a link in sis's email
10:10-10:30 - call sister
10:30-10:45 - drive to bank and then post office, realize I don't have time to get groceries, go home
10:45-11:30 - sit around waiting for kid to call for lunchtime pickup, eat lunch
11:30 - pick up kid for lunch hour
11:30 - Hubs arrives home for early lunch
12:25 - take kid back to work
12:30-1:00 - get groceries on the way home
1:00-1:15 - put groceries away
1:15 - eat hunk of coconut cream cheesecake I just bought
1:20 - eat leftover turkey taco
1:30-2:45 - slip into afternoon TV coma
2:45 - call new doctor's office to see if they received paperwork via fax
2:50 - learn they didn't get the paperwork
2:52 - call and harass old doc's office and get assured it's being sent NOW
2:53 - call and leave message for new doc's office
2:54 - receive call from old doc saying fax # must be bad because.. wait, there it goes.
2:55-4:45 - resume afternoon TV coma while waiting for new doc's office to return my call
4:45 - pick up kid from work
4:45-5:00 - discuss kid's 60 day work eval ("Doing a fantastic job" btw)
5:00 - Hubs comes home
5:00-5:30 - prep 'cold buffet style' dinner
5:30-6:00 - gnosh
6:00-7 something, I forget - watch baseball, vegetate, etc.
7something to 9 - write 1400 words
9 something - feed Max, feed Kira, fall into bed
And I know I did other stuff yesterday - like taking care of Max more, throwing a rug in the washer because someone spilled tomato juice on it the day before and didn't bother to tell me. I also know I totally ignored doing the dishes.
Ah, we writers slash housewives slash taxi drivers lead an exciting life. Is it any wonder I keep thinking it's Wednesday?