So I now have two children at school. Starry girl takes delight in telling me that I miss her. And I do. The house seems very empty. Very quiet. When it was only for a couple of mornings a week I always had a list of things to get done before I was on pick-up duty. But now they’re both away more than they’re here awake.
The time stretches out in front of me. Six whole hours (well on three days a week that is!). I have so many things I want to do; but how to fit them in? How to organise my time? It’s far too easy to sit down and spend all morning on Facebook or Twitter. Following a rabbit hole of links, that are interesting but probably not the best use of my time. So I’m learning to choose wisely what I do.
I don’t think I’ve ever had so much time without anyone before. Since I started school anyway. School and work were structured and I was accountable to other people. University had some structure, although less than those two, and a list of work to do that needed to be handed in on time. Now I am accountable to no-one except myself (and my husband for being happy with me not returning to work). It does feel a bit self-indulgent, but I really want to see what I am capable of.
So I am working out my routines and when I do what. Trying out different things on different days to see what works best. The freedom of not needing to worry whether what I’m doing is considered suitable is balanced against my desire to be productive. There’s no-one looking over my shoulder except me!