When I quit my full-time job, one of the questions I heard over and over again was “What are you going to do? Are you just going to stay home?”. I decided to chronicle some of my time lately, to see where all of my time goes every day.
Day 1: Wednesday
Kids home all day. Start by running three miles on the treadmill.
While kids fake taking a nap, finish up two loads of laundry, a social media proposal to a large company, and a business plan for a new business I’m the VP of Finance for.
Day Two: Thursday
Fly to Houston for the Mom 2.0 Summit. While waiting for my roommate to fly in, I iron my Mad Men outfit for the party later that night. Briefly consider running but decide not to.
Day Three: Friday
Wake up early and consider running. Realize I now have “conference sore throat”. Decide to sleep in.
Attend conference all day, eat two dinners, and go to sleep.
Day Four: Saturday
Wake up, consider running Run 2.0, realize 2 miles is but a drop in the bucket in comparison to the 9 miles I am supposed to run this weekend, also realize “conference sore throat” is now “burning sore throat”. Roll over and go back to sleep.
Attend conference, get sad when roommate leaves early to go back home. Then realize I.Have.A.Whole.Four.Seasons.Suite.To.Myself. Hang out in room, get ready for Barilla dinner. Eat great food with a great group. Go back to room to get ready for CheeseburgHER. Attend party for a bit. Go back to room and watch TV by myself.
Day Five: Sunday
Don’t even consider running as “burning sore throat” is now a cold. Sleep in and then order the most amazing room service breakfast with watermelon juice. Pack up and have a leisure morning. Then head out to the airport. Fly to Jackson, MS, then BWI, where I almost have a breakdown. Arrive at home at 12:15am Monday….
Day Six: Monday
… slip into bed and try to fall asleep.
Only to be awakened at 1:10am by a sick, stuffy boy. Go into his room and get him back to sleep.
2:30 – boy awake again. Decide to sleep in his bed with him. Cuddle him while he grabs my face and says “mommy, you are home!”. Chat with him for almost an hour until he goes back to sleep.
5:20am awake for the day! Go into my daughter’s room where she jumps out of bed and says, “Mommy, I’m so glad you are here!”. Realize I’m sick and responsible for two little ones all day. ZZZZZZZZ…….
Day Seven: Tuesday
Run the nine miles I was supposed to run on Sunday. Then shower, and pick up my daughter from pre-K to take her to her kindergarten visit. After the visit, go to the Olive Garden where I become the Mayor on Four Square. Hilarious Twitter friend asks if that comes with “unlimited, unlimited breadsticks.” Sadly, it doesn’t. Return daughter to school, work for a few hours, and then go on a job interview with someone who asks my hourly rate. Watch her try to hold back laughter.
Day Eight: Wednesday
Do Your Shape yoga. Take kids to gymnastics, call Dr. to make appointment for son’s wart on hand. Surprisingly get an appointment for that morning, albeit with a different ped. Take kids for donut treat, and then eat in the car while waiting for appointment. See doctor who asks, “oh, what’s that?”. Good question doctor. I thought I’d ask a trained professional.
Day Nine: Thursday
Run 5K. Go to lunch with a friend. Head to derm office to have precancerous mole cut off. Then, while filling prescription, talk to business partner about names for new company. Then go to pick up kids.
Hmmm…. what do I do all day? It’s not the corporate life, it’s not the stay-at-home mom life. But I wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world!
Photo credit: Jen DeCesari
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Oh how I can relate to this post.
Jodi, this was a fun read! I love stuff like this!
A very interesting break-down. I’d say your busier than most corporate folks–rather than one “boss,” you answer to two little ones with needs of their own!