Mother's Day? Oh, an 8-mile bicycle ride, 4 hours clothes shopping by myself, a nice late-afternoon nap, and presents from a husband who has finally figured out the convenience of an Amazon wish list aptly titled "Gift Ideas." Oh, and a dozen roses. Not bad, not bad at all...
Today, however, I returned to reality: assigning schoolwork, signing the girls up for CCD next year, signing them up for band camp this summer, scrubbing the grout in the shower - all the glamorous tasks that no one can really get paid enough to do. By dinner time, I had had enough of reality and ordered pizza for Larry and the kids. Myself, I headed out to Bunko, where we had a Cinqo de Mayo theme, complete with margueritas and Costco Mexican food.
What can I say? My neighborhood knows how to party.
So now I am sitting here trying to convince myself that I will indeed get up at 6:30 AM and head out for a bike ride before it gets too hot. Because apparently I allow myself to indulge in the fantasy that I am still a morning person. You know, the sort of person who rises happily before 7 and gets most of her work polished off by lunchtime? Sadly, this is no longer true. Even more sadly, I remain incapable of getting much done past, say, 1 PM.
Realistically? I am more of a 10AM - noon person now. Which condition really limits how much I can accomplish in any given day. Anyone else have this problem?