Where does the day go?

Here it is just about noon and I have finished my paying work for the day--and finished it early. Part of the challenge I've had lately is that I have wondered where my time goes. At 5:00 when my husband is getting ready to come home, I look over my partially completed to-do list and figure that when he gets in, he'll have that look of "So...what did you do today?" (Although since he recently had the grand experience of doing the SAHD/full-time WFH life for a few days, he knows how quickly one's day gets eaten up on "little things" and work.)

Averaging out my hours for the week, I put in about six hours per day on the "paying work", which is more than I had agreed to earlier this year. At the same time, bringing in the extra money is useful to try and hit our life goals and isn't impacting life...much. It just means that there's an extra layer of dust on the knick knacks that didn't get tended to this week and there's a handful of expired coupons in the dish on the microwave. Wednesdays, my day off, seem to get eaten up by shopping and other errands.

But right now the biggest obstacle I'm having is motivation. Part of it is that my allergies to the locust trees are driving me crazy. (Both ears plugged today...whee!) Part of it is focusing on that vacation in less than a month. And part of it is that my motivation is just missing at the moment. My guess is that I'll find it sooner rather than later, but in the meantime, I'm glad that everyone's doing okay with me letting a few things slide here and there. Most importantly, I'm okay with it. That's a good thing, considering I just totally blew off a half hour writing this post about nothing. Off to the household needs!