Running amuck

Something that's really been on my mind lately is time. I've realized just how little I have of the stuff lately. I've never been one of those busy moms. I just don't like busy.

I recently joined that gym, and darn it if I don't think I need to go every week day -- or at least 3-4 times per week -- to get my money's worth. I'm so grateful to my husband for allowing me the thirty extra bucks a month (not that he'd really say no, but) that I feel I better be putting that money to good use. I mean, thirty bucks could go a long way in the produce aisle. So that takes an hour per day...at least...not counting drive time to and from. [I'm also assuming I'm going every day, and this week I haven't been once.]

Play dates. There are at least three per week, of which I used to make at least two...generally more. I had nothing else to do. I was desperate. And honestly, at first, play dates were a way to keep my mom off of being a stay at home mom...a notion I needed to get comfortable with. I didn't mind the mom part as much as the stay at home. Either way, it was a transition period for me. One that apparently took a while for me to realize that it was, actually, alright to do just that: stay at home. I'm an assistant organizer though, I can't quit going completely: regardless of just how comfortable I am to hermit-ize myself.

Plus there are always get togethers with friends outside of the play group a few times per month.

And now, damn it, I knit. I have to find some time each day for that little hobby...thus far I haven't been so successful at that. Although I'd like to find an hour every day to do this, I just can't. First of all, knitting has to be done in Adrien's sleeping hours, and on nap time I'm either blogging myself silly or doing some sort of cleaning.

Ah yes, blogging. This takes at least thirty minutes a day now. Often times it takes much more. I mean, I don't think of blogging as a chore at all. But I have to do it. Have. To. You all know, you're all addicted too.

I have my Wednesday night church obligations. This is really more of a family activity, but I'm still counting it. It does take time. Two hours per week. I'm the assistant director for WNC activities though...so ya know -- obligated. I'm also teaching Sunday School for my Sunday School class for a few months. I signed up. I take responsibility. But there's another hour per week preparing a lesson.

I have a list of chores a miles long I would like to do. Once again, only during Adrien's napping hours. I haven't figured out how to clean while he's awake. It's near impossible at this point...he's eighteen months old. Into everything.

Painting is something I'd like to find some time for. I really do enjoy it. Oh and I have an antique dress form I'd like to recover...all of which need to be done during nap times.

And I could go on...and on...and on...and on. On.

Really.

Don't get me wrong, I like my mommy group. I liked it more a while back, but that's another topic all together. I really do like going to the gym -- for my sake. I sincerely enjoy getting together with friends more than play dates any time. I love all the creative things I'd like to get back into, and Christmas is approaching very fast. Too bad I've only gotten a few more rows done on my green scarf. How in the world will I ever be able to knit multiple scarves for people in 47 days or whatever. How? I love my church activities. Those are non-negotiable.

So how in the world do I fit in all in. You can't have it all, can you? I know, prioritize -- time management. But really, how can I?

How can I? I'm overwhelmed...and honestly, I'm running out of time for just one on one time with my son. It makes me very sad.