For me life lately has been pretty busy. Summer is in full swing and I’m checking off items of the summer bucket list. What does that mean for you? well the typical silence that you hear. That could be a good thing for some, who don’t give a rats ass about my blog, but you still read it.
I’m here to fill you in about what is going on in life. This is life lately.
I wake at 5 am, some days 530am. Not because children are in need of me. I’ve found a great routine starting with a bootcamp class that I give 100% to. It’s been a month of enduring vigorous boot-camp challenges and fatigue. Recovery hasn’t been glorious. It leaves me tired on days that I do it for 1 hour and 30 mins. Oh and it leaves me hungry!
I get home at 7am to be handed off my children from a husband who has 20 mins to get ready for work. I cook and make them breakfast and we are usually out the door by 9am.
OH it doesn’t stop.
We head to various fun activities, some days its backyard play. But whatever it may be it last till about 1130, when all hell breaks free because it’s feeding time.
I might have sat down for a few minutes if they were playing in the backyard, but most likely I didn’t. I tend to the garden.
I put Rogan, who is now 14 months old to bed. He is phasing out of his first nap, which is great and leaves for a longer afternoon nap time.
I quickly jump in the shower and wash off my 530am sweat. Yup I stink by now and you know it. I constantly watch the clock counting on the little dudes nap to get shit down around here, like the 3 piles of laundry waiting to be washed, folded, and put away. I could possible blog about something, but that shower has taken 30 mins. I needed to shave my legs. It’s summer time people!
It’s 1 pm and I’m burnt toast. I try to find time to take a 15 min break, reading!! Yup reading, its a novelty around here to do, but I try to find time to do it. That really only leads to 5 mins of reading and a 15 min power nap. My eye grow heavy and it’s just to hard to stay away. If I get no nap, consider that I have wine in my glass and I’m on my second cup.
I can give you a laundry list of shit I do till Rogan wakes, but it’s just domestic stuff. Pfff to that.
Rogan wakes at 330. He gave me enough time to prep dinner and wash dishes, maybe.
I don’t have time to blog during nap, unless I don’t shower. I miss you all and I miss writing. And the night only gets more crazy. So I’ll leave you to that. This is life lately!
It’s taken a dramatic hit on my writing and blogging.