Everyone knows when you’re pregnant, you get loads of cravings, right? I’m craving…… -Peace and quiet -Cereal -A lie in -A day free from frozen -Maternity clothing that actually fits -Lots of warm tea -Brie -To be able to sit and watch Netflix for a […]
I am running out of time, Like sand through my metaphorical fingers. I just never seem to have enough.
Running out of time sounds dramatic, but I really don’t know where it all goes. I never feel I have enough time to do everything properly.
I am not sure what I do with my time, but I do something and then I blink and then it’s time to go to sleep or get up.
Just to prove my point, I fell asleep as I wrote that last sentence.
I start lots of things, I have lists in my head of things I want to do. I want to try my hand at crochet and also sewing (yeah the Sewing Bee really convinced me that I too can be a dress maker), I want to write lots of very funny and popular blog posts, I want to watch TV programmes right until the end, and not fall asleep.
I have ideas of washing my hair everyday and shaving my legs at least weekly (well, I can dream.) I even think about getting to the bottom of the washing pile or even cleaning my bathroom.
I need to get better at managing my time. Where did all the time go?
I was asked recently what I did before I had Nancy. I can’t really remember. All I can think of is big gaps of nothingness, days where I had so much time, it wasn’t a luxury to me.
I try and make the most of the time I have, but there are moments where I just think everything is half finished. Rushed. A bodge.
I make lists, and lists of lists, and that does help. I plan my time, but there’s always something else I could be doing, too. I have to prioritise and sometimes it is a hard thing to do.
I know I want to make the most of my time now. I think that’s what being a Mum has taught me, time is precious, and we need to make the most of it. So yes, sometimes I throw my lists out the window and do something different instead, because you have to make the most of things. But then I come back with my tail between my legs, scrabble around picking up my lists of lists, and I’m back on that rollercoaster again.
Sometimes I have every will in the world but I’m just so tired and sleep takes over every other priority in my head.
I better go now as I am actually supposed to be in the shower, but I chose to write this instead. Oops!
I don’t really think there is any answer. We muddle along the best we can. Anyway really should go now as shower has been reduced to a wet wipe…
How do you manage your time? Any tips?