Since I have been sick for the past couple of days, I haven’t gotten much done around my house. Today, I planned to make up for that. I had stuff to check off my to-do list and a ton of cleaning to do. I got up at 7:00 and caught up on my emails, Facebook, and Words with Friends games (see how well I’m doing already?). I got Duncan out of bed to start getting ready for school. While making his lunch and his and Calum’s breakfast, I started cleaning up the kitchen.
I decided that it was finally time to bring the compost outside and put it in the bin, a job which had someone done it three days ago, would have been much quicker and less gross. I scrubbed out the small container, which led to having to rinse off everything in the sink, run the disposal, and get rid of the smelly old refried beans that I had intended to throw away yesterday but forgot. I wanted to load the dishwasher, but it was already full of clean dishes and I wanted the kids to empty it first. I gave the dog her thyroid meds and remembered I needed to make a vet appointment, so I counted out all the meds to see how long I had.
After dropping Duncan off at school (4 degrees is way too cold to walk) and discovering my new credit card in the mail, I sat down at the computer to work on my to-do list. I activated my credit card so that I could change my card on my paypal account and then pay for the boots I won on ebay yesterday. I called the vet to make an appointment and then decided to get other phone calls out of the way. I signed Owen and Duncan up for snowboard lessons and then posted a message on Facebook looking for recommendations for a new dentist, neither of which actually involved the phone, but I did call my husband to ask about our dental insurance. By this point, I had several recommendations for dentists, but none seemed to be listed on our insurance and I realized I don’t at all understand how dental insurance works, so I decided to abandon my search for another day.
I went back into the kitchen to make coffee and eggs, realized it was 9:30 and Owen was still sleeping, so went upstairs to wake him up. While making my breakfast, I picked up some more stuff around the kitchen. I had Owen and Calum empty the dishwasher so that I could do the dishes. I noticed that I hadn’t vacuumed in awhile and made a mental note to do that at some point today. I gave Owen my iPad to work on his essay and then went back into the kitchen to finally do the dishes. Calum was looking for another breakfast, so I made him a sandwich. I then got my iPad back from Owen for long enough to add cheese and bread to my grocery list. I decided to teach Owen how to make bread and that Calum needed a bath before school. I spent several minutes darting back and forth from the bathtub to the bread maker, helping each.
After dropping Calum off at school, I noticed I hadn’t checked on my chickens yet, so I let them out and collected the eggs. While attempting to fill up the nearly-empty, frozen waterer, I discovered a funny ice formation from the outside faucet and decided I needed a picture of it. I went inside to get my camera, outside to try to get the water working, got chicken poop on my pants, remembered I had wanted to do laundry today and hadn’t started yet, discovered it was still really cold and windy and that I didn’t want to walk to get the boys after school. So I went in to change the after school plans on the computerized system before they turned it off for the day, went back outside to take the picture, inside for warm water, lugged it all down to the chickens, and finally came inside. I also remembered to make an appointment to get the oxygen sensor in my car fixed.
I realized I was hungry and started to make lunch. I took the skins off all the chick peas that I had been cooking on the stove all morning and started chopping up veggies to eat with them. I figured it would make sense to chop up veggies for dinner at the same time since I wanted to marinate them with some tofu. I chopped veggies for two meals simultaneously, in two separate bowls. When I went to get the salad dressing out of the fridge, I conceded it was finally time to get rid of the weird green salad dressing I don’t like, so I dumped it down the drain and recycled the bottle. There was no garbage bag in the garbage since I had removed it earlier with the smelly beans, so I started a pile of trash on the counter. I took my iPad from Owen again to more stuff to the grocery list and checked my email. Since Owen wasn’t doing anything, I sent him upstairs for dirty laundry. I mixed up my lunch, sliced the tofu, started eating my lunch, dumped the salad dressing into the tofu and veggies, added salad dressing to the grocery list, put a bag in the garbage, threw away the piles of garbage and chick pea skins, and thought about doing some writing. I cleaned up the rest of the kitchen, started a load of laundry, discovered my tofu and veggies still sitting on the counter and put them in the fridge, and then sat down at the computer to write and eat my lunch.
I looked briefly at Facebook, read an article or two, checked my dentist post, and finally logged into wordpress. I was interrupted from the computer a number of times to help Owen (twice with his essay, once his math, once to admire his lego hairbrush, six times to answer ridiculous questions, and too many times to count to refocus him on what he should have been doing – and no, the irony is not lost on me). I also got up once to look for the dog, once to check on the bread, and once on the laundry. I moved the wet clothes into the dryer, went upstairs to get the rest of the dirty laundry, discovering on the way, my hair dryer that needed to get put away from warming up the bread machine, the pile of clean clothes I have been swearing to fold for the last two days, and my tea pot. I put away the hair dryer and tea pot, brought the laundry downstairs, ignoring the clean clothes, and started another load of laundry. I noticed my dryer timer wasn’t working again and set the stove timer so I wouldn’t forget about the dryer and burn down my house.
I then realized that I had 30 minutes before I go pick up the kids and that I hadn’t vacuumed, folded the clean clothes, done nearly enough schoolwork with Owen, taken a shower, or even gotten fully dressed. I know that research shows multi-tasking is not as efficient as people believe it is, but honestly, it’s the only way I know how to get anything done. I wonder if later, in retrospect, my done list will be impressive or pitiful.
After school, boys have homework to do and I have grocery shopping to do. Just thinking about it all, I need a nap or a drink, but first I need to get the anadama out of the bread machine, vacuum, deal with the sobbing five-year-old, and take a shower.