Most evenings after my daughter is in bed and I have some time to read, watch tv or surf the net. It’s during this time that I seem to come up with all sorts of great ideas for stuff I need to get done or want to do.
Clean out the garage. Start my own business. Paint the bathroom.
The problem is that when the next day comes my lofty goals seem to vanish.
Once my daughter is off to school and I’ve cleaned up breakfast it would be a great time to get started on one of these projects. However, I tend to make myself a cup of tea, sit down in the kitchen and BAM it’s suddenly 2:30 and I need to get it the school for pick up.
That’s close to five hours that sometimes just….disappears.
Is there some kind of space time continuum that holds these hours hostage? Is it run by the socks that go missing in the dryer?
The Best Thing in Life would be a good day planner…..and a little more focus.
PS this isn’t every day….just in case you thought I was totally lazy.