More time logging today. I'm really curious to see how many of my 168 hours this week will be spent sleeping or working (probably not enough for either).
Tuesday started early. I had a disturbing dream in the wee hours (it might have been 6 am, I couldn't read the clock without my glasses). I felt like I never really went back to sleep after that, and got up at 7:30. After breakfast, followed by getting him dressed and ready, I took E to preschool and grabbed a drive-thru coffee on the way home.
By 10, I was in my office and put in a solid hour of work for one client. At 11, I shifted to indexing. My aspirations of book indexing have gone in fits and starts over the last several years. I finished a training course a few years ago, but I wasn't in the right place to really ramp things up. Now I feel like I've lost a lot of that training. So I started a different training course through the American Society for Indexing. I finished reading through the first section of the first module while snuggling my cat and basking in the sun coming in through the skylight in our game room. I didn't have the information I needed to take the quiz, so I spent 30 minutes or so writing yesterday's blog post.
At 12, I got a bit distracted by signing up for meal trains for a couple of friends (one baby, one open heart surgery), and looking at potential weekend activities (E's been a little difficult on the weekends and I think we need to get out of the house more on Saturday and Sunday).
At 1, I left to pick E up. I got him home and ready for "nap," then jumped in the shower. After, I made myself lunch and messed around online (can't even remember what I was doing), until I let E come out of his room at 3.
I made him a snack to eat while he had screen time, and got dressed and did something with my hair and face. At this point, I also realized I didn't have a few crucial dinner ingredients (even though we were at the store yesterday!).
Around 4, we left to go to a demo music class. E is really into music right now, so he had a blast. I was really impressed with the program (similar to one we've done before, but this one is Spanish immersion... time to brush up on my Español!) and we signed up for a 9-week session. The class ended at 5:15 and though I knew it was not a good idea with my no-napping toddler, we ran to the grocery store.
We got home at 20 to 6 and chaos ensued. E hit me in the face with his stainless steel thermos, then hit the dog. It was ugly. I got him fed and in bed by 6:30.
My plan had been to work for another hour or so after bed, but needless to say, I was not in the mood. I made dinner for me and my husband (who wouldn't be home until later), ate while reading a magazine, then cleaned up while listening to podcasts.
At 9, I got back on the computer to proofread the parent handbook for E's preschool (I'm on the board). Checked in with my online due date group (for E, not a future baby!), then got in bed to read at 10. I was hoping to get turn out the lights on the earlier side, but E woke up screaming around 11, and after various interventions, everyone was finally in bed (again) by midnight.
Not the best day, but I was moderately productive while E was out of the house. It would have been better if I hadn't lost that last hour (from 12-1) doing something I could have done at a later time. In general, the days are a lot harder when E's not sleeping well. Even if he's in his room for nap time, I find it difficult to either relax or get work done (both of which are acceptable to me) when I know he's still awake.