I've recently found myself confused. I THOUGHT I was a writer, but as of late I am better known as a reader! That's all I do. Read, read, read, read, read!
This is how my day goes..
I wake up. (Ok that was a given...)
Drive the family taxi to drop off most of my family members to an area where they can not bother me while I'm reading (AKA School and Work)
I come home (You saw that one coming too didn't you!)
I Blog (Because it IS necessary!)
I feed the last lingering family member lunch, fix myself lunch....(ok ok...then I play Bejeweled while I eat lunch...but that's not important. It's like a daily action necessary to function...kinda like going to the bathroom!)
I put the lingering family member (AKA the youngest child) down for "Quiet Time"/nap time so that I can....get this....READ
I read until he wakes up and/or starts begging to get out of bed so he can go play, which ever comes last....
So then I force myself to pick up the house until I have to get back in the momobile and pick up my reading distractions (AKA the older children)
At this point I make them do their chores and homework while I do one of the three following things....help clean (rare), play Bejeweled again (because remember, it's like going pee, it's necessary to function!) or well...I read
So then I pile everyone back into the Poppins Portal Device (AKA the Family Taxi and/or the Momobile) and pick up the last reading distraction....the husband
BUT I always leave early enough so that I can bring a book and read in the car while I'm waiting for him :)
Then I come home again (Again....kinda obvious)
I feed the slave drivers...cuz I guess that's my job....sigh
I attempt to pay attention to the family...I really do, but usually I'm thinking about the book I'm reading (Shhhhh don't tell them)
Then I put all my distractions to bed and the husband and I curl up in bed with our books and proceed to ignore each other with a good book until we fall asleep.
NOW if only I could put that much time and dedication into cleaning or writing I'd be quite accomplished...BUT right now, I'd rather read :)
(So um yes, if you need my address for the "Worst Mom/Wife of the Year" award you are planning on sending me....it can be found on google...just type in "Mary Smith" and um....good luck with that!)