Simply Rebekah is hosting her annual “Day in the Life of . . . ” link-up for 2012 today.
I saw it last year, and it looked so fun! When she mentioned it in January, I asked her to remind me. Because remembering really isn’t my thing.
So here it is (my life last Thursday):
(Warning: Seriously scary haven’t-looked-in-a-mirror-yet-is there-any-possible-worse-angle picture coming up.)
At 5:45, I awoke with a start:
I hadn’t posted on Wednesday at all. That’s not like me. So, I used the 45 minutes before my kids needed to get up to start writing a post.
(Yes, my pillowcase is embroidered with a name that is neither “Dana” nor “Nony.” I know that there are people in this world who want embroidered pillowcases to be properly distributed throughout the house under the matching heads, but I am not one of those people.)
At 6:45, I was making lunches for my three kids:
Simply Rebekah is green. She will likely never send her not-yet-in-school children to school with a lunch in a paper bag.
As someone who is totally incapable of remembering to collect and clean out lunchboxes before they are rancid, I love the disposability of my method. Every day starts fresh this way.
Forgive me, Earth, but our home must function and this mother can’t stand finding half-eaten-on-Friday bananas . . . on Monday morning.
(Spell-check says “disposability” isn’t a word. I say it is.)
At 7:45, I was out running:
Go ahead and laugh, but I really was. That’s a picture of the iPhone armbandI got Hubby for his birthday.
I ran for a whole two minutes, and I’m pretty sure one of those two minutes was 7:45.
And remember, this is ONE day in my life. Anything can happen on one particular day . . .
At 8:45, I was washing pots and pans:
Thursday was a catch up day after my e-book launch on Monday followed by two days out of the house for Bible study on Tuesday and Wednesday. I did load and run the dishwasher, but had been pretending that some of my big stuff didn’t exist.
At 9:45, I was steam-mopping my kitchen floor:
Like I said, Thursday was my first catch-up day after several weeks of tunnel-vision spent getting out 28 Days to Hope for Your Home (which is now retired – For detailed guides, check out my books: How to Manage Your Home Without Losing Your Mind and Decluttering at the Speed of Life.). While I was ready to get back to some of my big cleaning tasks after surviving on daily tasks for a month, I decided to just stick to mopping. That’s what I do on Thursdays. I need that schedule to keep me from getting scattered and half-doing three different things in an attempt to catch up.
Yes, that’s my lovely Oreck Steam-It® .
At 10:45, I was finishing that post I woke up thinking about, and checking if any new posts of mine had been pinned on Pinterest:
Are you following my (still developing) Pinterest boards? Have you pinned any of my posts? If so, thanks so much!
At 11:45, I was partying hard at 100s Day:
Thursday was the 100th day of school, so I went to my daughter’s kindergarten to join in the festivities during her P.E. Class.
At 12:45, I was back home, drinking a big glass of icewater:
Fine. And eating mozzarella sticks from Sonic that I grabbed on my way home from the school. (So much for the running . . . )
At 1:45, I was finishing up a freelance post:
At 2:45, I was starting the school pick-up rounds:
I twisted and turned to get this picture behind me while stopped at a stoplight.
At 3:45, I was losing a game of Fairy Dominoes:
At 4:45, I was trying to whittle down the loveseat-full of clean laundry (from Monday):
Remember, it was a catch-up-from-a-month-of-tunnel-vision day. Totally legit excuse.
At 5:45, I was making Chicken Fried Rice:
Since the ramen I planned to use in stir-fry had somehow disappeared . . .
At 6:45, I was cleaning up the kitchen:
At 7:45, our power went out.
So I have no more pictures. Just close your eyes . . . that’s what it looked like. Hubby and I spent the rest of the evening talking in the dark, thankful that it was neither terribly hot nor terribly cold.
I didn’t get anything else done, but a night of having nothing to do but talk to your husband is really not a bad thing at all.
Whew! That was fun, but also a lot of work! Go check out the “Day in the Life” posts that are linked up at Simply Rebekah!
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