We’ve been living in a post-apocalyptic hellscape for over a week now.
Things could be worse. We are healthy. We currently have TP.
The days are long but the days seem longer now.
So, what do I do all day with all my “time off?”
It rained all day today so this is the “inside version.”
The nice-weather version involves a lot more random outside time.
7am the usual morning lineup.
JKJKJKJK I love Tangled.
But I am awoken by the boy who tells me the sun is rising
and it’s time for wake up and he’d like two waffles
and “all the syrup.” Somehow I do this wrong.
MORNING TANTRUM COMMENCES.
When his rage and sorrow subsides, we read
or he makes loud noises with legos while everyone else sleeps.
8am the girl wanders out of her (my) bed and also must be fed.
The boy does not like that I am in the kitchen
and not helping him build a lego McMansion.
8:30 “Free Play”
(Mom lies listlessly on the couch, reading the horrible internet news while children run rampant.)
9am or when the screaming gets to be too loud, SCHOOL time.
We are honestly not pushing this too hard.
My kids are little and they don’t need much beyond play.
But they’ve been into the myriad of online resources
and will often comply with writing friends’ letters as literacy time
or playing Sleeping Queens as math time.
10am WFH FTW WTF I am an online tutor and actually get to take spring break,
but last week, I tried to teach for two hours a day while the kids had media time
and only interrupted me two-three times an hour to ask for snacks or just to say hi.
CRAFT TIME: We glue some shit.
We draw some shit.
Mo Willems is my new lord and savior and has been teaching online classes.
We make collages that show our innermost feelings.
I’m only a week into this disaster and I’m already out of craft ideas.
Tomorrow we are going to make treasure boxes or something out of amazon boxes
and whatever leftover feathers we have lying around after our fairy house craft today.
11am-12pmish or whenever we get too bored: LUNCH TIME!
Without going to the store multiple times a week,
we are about to run out of fresh produce and dairy, but for the moment, lunchtime is normal.
I will have to come up with some creative solutions to my excessively sensitive eaters.
Mostly, they’re going to starve or have to live off gummy vitamins and crackers.
Midday: NAPTIME for the boy.
AFTERNOON TANTRUM COMMENCES.
It subsides when I give up on naptime and he joins his sister for...
There’s lots on the internet these days, y’all.
Mine like when celebrities they don’t recognize read them stories.
Alice’s amazing kindergarten teachers has been reading books and sending content.
We also have to care for some disgusting meal worms for her class project.
They are thus-far still alive but I don’t have much hope for them.
We’ve been favoring family photo albums lately.
It’s only a little depressing seeing all the places we used to go.
IS THIS DAY OVER YET? NO? IT’S ONLY 2PM? OMG.
(take anti-anxiety meds. Drink a tea)
Read a book or maybe two or three. Add a few new paintings to our gallery.
MEDIA TIME (again, in some cases). I meal prep during this time with my remaining supplies.
Or I go on the internet and try to find more things to amuse these creatures.
Or I read the internet. Scroll scroll scroll.
4pm. Is it too early for dinner?
They don’t like it.
The cheese is wrong. The beans are not the right kind of beans.
4:30 when did we last bathe you? Bath!
5pm Pajama wrestling. This ends in EVENING TANTRUM.
6:30 THE MESS IS MAKING ME FEEL CRAZY
PLEASE CLEAN UP YOUR TOYS AND STUFF.
So many dishes.
I sweep again by then it’s like 7:15?
Everyone gets their meds and kids go the F to sleep.
8-8:30 Everyone in bed? Cool. Read. TV. Movie.
Tidy. Omg the laundry.
10pm Medicate. Fall into a stress-filled slumber.
DO IT AGAIN! AND AGAIN! AND AGAIN! Forever?
Just wondering…when will my life begin (again)?