Time – where does it go? How do I spend it? Why do I never seem to have enough?

Before I adopted Spud I could never understand how mums who worked “only part time” could have no time.  I worked in excess of 50 hours a week, had a social life and a clean tidy home – OK, i did have a cleaner but still had time to see friends, support family and a bit of time for me.  I was very frustrated with friends who had children to why they could not make time for me and Spud when he first came home.  We had all the time in the world as I was on adoption leave, Spud was not doing any after school clubs and we needed help.

Fast forward 3 years and sometimes I don’t have time to breath, or so it feels.  I only work very part time, do some volunteer work and have only 1 child. Each week on a Sunday I look in my diary at the week and my heart sinks when I see every page full. That is without scheduling the shopping, housework, washing, gardening etc in.

So how do I spend my time? Why do I not have any time? Why have the weeks appeared to get so much shorter? Possibly because I am very happy to be interrupted by social media, maybe because I spend more time faffing, possibly because I do not have clear targets and deadlines to work to.  I would love a lunch break rather than pegging washing out, preparing meals, organizing Spuds social diary all fitted in just before school run time.

Do I waste time?  I think I do because I have no formal structure to my day or week apart from the school runs.  My work allows me to chose what day and hours I do and Mr Football works shift work so no 2 weeks are the same.

I also meet more adoption friends and carry out volunteer work during the day.  Then of course there are the appointments, meetings, form filling, taking to and from therapy and appointments, school meetings, training, talks, research and general life around Spud. I look at this week and I have 1 school meeting, 2 meetings with different schools to meet their Senco’s and 6 hours of volunteer work all in a 4 day week.  Add to that the rounders, football training and a play date and my diary is looking pretty full.

So, how do you spend your time?



6 thoughts on “Time

  1. I like you, have a fairly unstructured timetable but always seem to be very busy. I’m on my laptop, I’m helping Mr H, I’m in meetings for children, I tidying (not very much) I’m rehearsing a group of teenagers for a play i’m producing, I’m cooking, I’m shopping, I’m with the children, I’m running the children to a club, I’m with the children a little more, I’m faffing, bit more faffing, and more faffing. Well you did ask. I often think at the beginning of the week of all the things I hope to achieve and then at the end look back at everything I didn’t do. I think a little more structure would help but it goes against my grain a bit. I’m coming round to the idea that as long as what I do is making my happy then that’s good and anything I don’t do, well there’s always next week and I’m done with regrets.

    Thanks for sharing on #WASO

  2. I’m a major faff artist too – I was before the children and nothing’s changed! In some ways, I find that the children bring more structure to my days than before, even though I used to work full time, because there are the little jobs that must be done for them daily (washing them, dressing them, bottle washing and sterilising, meals made in a timely fashion etc!) and when I was living alone I just did or didn’t do things according to whether I could be bothered!

  3. I’m not sure what happens when children arrive, I am sure that someone steals about 3 hours off each day. I’m looking for at least that much extra each day to get everything done.

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