This is what I did Friday, May 16. It’s a fair representation of “the daily”. Only the minor details change.
6:30 a.m. — My alarm goes off. I set it to go off later than usual because last night we had an unexpected (but welcome!) guest, and my stylist came over at 9 p.m. to do my hair, and I didn’t get to bed until 11:30 p.m. I blew off exercise, but I will workout Saturday instead.
6:45 – 7:30 a.m. — I give the girls a shake and put their clothes on their beds; I open M’s door and kiss his cheeks. The girls groan and stretch, M doesn’t even stir. I shower, then go downstairs to make sure the girls are eating or have eaten. M is still in bed at 7:30. So is Dan. Our unexpected guest is sitting with the girls at the kitchen table. He and his wife do not have children, and he looks a little amused by the amount of chatter and activity. Flora already has her hoodie on, but Kate is still working on homework. (She’s a little loaded up right now; her teacher is trying to keep her ahead of the assignments that will be done in class next week).
7:45 – 8 a.m. — Out the door and drive girls to school. We discover Flora has forgotten her duffel bag for soccer. Oh well. That’s going to make us run late later.
8:30 a.m. — Pull into parking lot at work.
8:30 – 10 a.m. — E-mails, phone calls, coffee and a granola bar. I get copy for an email finished. I send my mom and dad a list of stuff they will need to do next Tuesday with Flora while Dan and I are at the hospital with Kate and Michael. Wish a coworker happy 30th birthday. Work on Big Work Project.
10 a.m. — Buy Black Keys tickets.
10:15 a.m. — Back to work! The Big Work Project that I am working on (with my designer partner) is going to final today. I have a number of pages to finalize. But it’s happening. WE DID IT! We deserve bourbon.
I also have other smaller projects to wrap up today and Monday, plus the odd meeting here and there.
Today’s soundtrack: The Fray, Chvrches, Afghan Whigs, Lorde, the Pixies, and The Black Keys (duh).
12 p.m. — For the first time this week, I actually leave my desk to eat lunch. My friend Roy and I walk up the hill for baked mac and cheese and stewed tomatoes — it’s actually better than the usual Friday pizza and nachos lunch.
The fact that Monday was 85 degrees and today it’s 50 is making me a little cranky.
12:45 p.m. — Back to work, again! About 30 pages to go!
2:30 p.m. — Done! Next work project.
3:30 p.m. — Have conversation with the children’s surgery center to get all their information up to date.
3:35 p.m. — Back to work. Landing pages.
4:30 p.m. — Out the door for the weekend. One more work day to go before Kate’s and Michael’s surgeries.
5:10 p.m. — Pick up girls. Since Flora was unable to change for soccer, and Dan had the duffel bag in his car (he had meant to drop it off for her at the school), and I don’t feel like running around like a crazy person, I make the executive decision that Flora is going to miss practice. Sorry, Coach.
5:30 p.m. — Pick up Michael. We stop to pick something up, then head home.
5:45 – 6:20 p.m. — I put rice and beans in the rice cooker and get it cooking. I feed M and Flora left over chili with tortilla chips and cheese. Kate has a sleepover, so we pack her pajamas, a sleeping bag, her lovies, a change of clothes, and her toothbrush in a bag. I run her down to her friend’s house, and leave her with lots of hugs and kisses, and instructions to be good.
6:30 p.m. — Once I’m home, I sit down for a bit to organize my head. I need to gather all the dirty laundry, clean the kitchen, make a salad to go with the rice and beans, etc. etc. I send Flora upstairs to clean her room for 30 minutes.
7 p.m. — Rice and beans are done. I should wait for Dan, but I’m starving, so I eat. I am reading The Help, and it is excellent. I read and eat, then start evening clean up.
7:30 p.m. — Put on Despicable Me 2 for Flora and M. I continue to fuss around the house for a bit.
8 p.m. — Dan’s home, and I feed him. We watch the movie; I read after I finish straightening a couple more things up.
9 p.m. — Dan puts M to bed. Flora has decided she is going to stay up late since it is Friday. She changes into pajamas.
9:30 p.m. — I fix Dan and I a cocktail. We find a ridiculous show called “Too Cute” on the Science Channel, and watch it, all of us cuddled up on the couch.
10:30 p.m. — Flora puts on “Tanked”. I read. Dan falls asleep on the couch.
11:30 p.m. — Bedtime! Flora tucks herself in; I check on M. Then I hit the hay.
Do you let your kids stay up late on the weekends?