I don't really have a lot of time these days for a whole lot of things. It seems like if I take extra time for work, then something else suffers. Like Wednesday, I'd hoped to get a 4-6 miler in but since I had to go out to Los Angeles for a work thing, I scrapped my run and spent all day around that.
If I spend extra time, say, shuffling the girls from class to class - like karate or gymnastics or ballet - then dinner suffers and we may have to eat out or fend for ourselves.
At no time is that more pronounced than Tuesdays and Thursdays. I drop Yvie off at school usually around 7:40 and then I come back home, making it here before 8. By 8:35 or so, I'm in full let's-get-the-hell-out-of-Dodge mode because I need to leave soon after to get Kennedy to her preschool in time. So on those mornings I have a sliver of time in the morning, and I usually try and cram too much in there - dishes, work, cleaning, cooking maybe - and of course it hardly ever works out.
But in three months from now, I won't have that issue. Kennedy's kindergarten starts on Aug. 11 (hallelujah!) and then I will have a bit more time. So this morning, instead of turning around and coming back home, I could have gone to Mt. Rubidoux about two hours earlier than I've planned today, and could have had my run in, gone home to shower and change and would have done all of that right around the time I'd be starting my run up there.
I know I've blogged about this before, but I am counting down the days. Literally. There are 89 days as of this posting before I can make that a reality. I know because the widget tells me so. I've added a countdown widget to the blog that will let me know when the finish line is.
As in my other blog posts, I have mixed feelings about Kennedy going to school. We get to spend an insane amount of time together and I know I am privileged to do so. Most parents don't get to spend as much time with their 4-year-olds like I do, and that time is something I treasure.
But that's just a part of our lives right now, and school will be a part of our lives then, so I am trying to soak up all the little moments until I don't have the time to create those moments with Kennedy.
Still, while I'll be sad (might even shed a tear or a bucket full of 'em) when the day comes, I know that I'm going to find myself with a boatload of time on the other side. And unless it's tears of joy streaming down my face, that's nothing to be upset about.