I have been MIA on my blog. Have you noticed? I wrote an introductory Happy New Year blog post and then you haven’t heard from me again in more than a week. Want to know why? Snowmageddon 2011!
Yes, I know that it may not look like much snow to you Northern-living folks, but under that 6 inches of snow is a chunk of pure ice. It snowed on the evening of January 9th and immediately turned to ice; we’ve been snowed – or rather iced – in ever since. Metro Atlanta has come to a screeching halt; the streets are undrivable and since Atlanta doesn’t have snowplows or ice trucks, they will remain that way until it warms up and the sun melts the ice. The schools have been closed all week and the stores – if they are open – are running out of food because trucks can’t make deliveries. We got the last gallon of milk today at our local grocery store. I’m afraid that if the ice doesn’t melt soon, it will turn into a state of emergency.
Really, Funkidivagirl? Is it that serious? A state of emergency? Let me put it into perspective for you: my kids have been in school a total of 4 days since December 17th. 4 DAYS! This was supposed to be my week, the start of my new year to get myself together–exercise, tackle my to do lists, make resolutions, research new projects, write award-winning blog posts, and basically get my brain back in gear after the long Christmas break–but instead the entire family is at home unexpectedly. Which means that I haven’t been able to any of those things. My husband has locked himself in our bedroom each day, using it as a makeshift office, and the rest of our house is an open floor plan; there is nowhere for me to go think. My daughter has taken to watching Strawberry Shortcake where everything they say is “berry, berry fantastic!” I like Strawberry Shortcake, I really do; she’s resourceful, smart and sweet. But you can only hear “berry” used as an adjective so many times. I am slowly. losing. my. mind.
Doesn’t that sound like a state of emergency to you?
Today, Thursday, I have finally conceded that this week is a wash. I have given up all hope that this week is mine. Oddly, that has freed my brain enough to at least write this blog post. That is all I expect to get done today; everything will have to be shifted to next week.
Now, as I begin planning for next week, I have a question for you: when do you exercise? I know that you have “exercise” as one of your New Year’s Resolutions, we all do. I have gotten pretty good about exercising regularly and I like the results, but I still have trouble about fitting it into my day. Usually I exercise after I get the kids off to school and eat breakfast myself, which means that I start around 9am. By the time I shower and dress, it’s 10:30am. If I factor in lunch, that only gives me a solid 4 hours of work time–and that’s without making any phone calls, running errands or school meetings, which happens at least twice a week. My inclination is to use school hours solely for work time, because I can get at least 2 more hours out of the day, but then I’m afraid that after school I will be too tired or distracted by the kids’ needs to exercise.
Work at home parents: when do you exercise? How do you effectively use your kid-free hours? My children are my priority when they are at home, but I still want to use my quiet hours to write, research and even tackle household projects without distraction. And I don’t want exercise to fall by the wayside. As I am structuring my 2011 schedule (whenever my life returns to normal), I would love to hear how you do it all. Please share.
Oh, and if you haven’t heard from me by next week this time, assume that everyone is still at home and I am sitting in the corner slowly beating my head against the wall. Send help.
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