Here´s the scenario. I finally get a chance to get out of the house by myself and do something fun. The day is open to me. I can eat at a restaurant. I can read a book. I can see a movie. I can get my nails done at a local salon.
And what do I choose to do? Work. Run errands. Drop off dry cleaning and pick up groceries.
By the time I get finished with my few hours of alone time, I´m more exhausted than I was before I left the house!
Why is it that when we have a few minutes to ourselves, rather than sit down and enjoy them, we end up working? Or better yet, why do we feel guilty if what we want to do is sit down and just relax for a bit?
The kids take a nap so we clean. The husband watches the kids so we run errands, grocery shop, or do some other errand that could be done at another time. We could just as easily be sitting in a dark movie theater with a bucket of greasy popcorn and an ice cold soda, drinking in some silly romantic comedy that we´ve been dying to see.
So this week, if you get a few hours to yourself, spend them wisely. Do something fun.
Do not buy something for the house. Do not sit down and sort through bills. Do not pass the laundry pile and start sorting and washing and folding and ironing.
Instead, get outside and take a brisk walk around the block. Stop at a small restaurant and pick up lunch and eat while sitting at an outside table. Pick up that book you´ve wanted to read for the last month and read it. Make a girl date with a good friend, get a massage, get your hair done, or just take a ride to the beach or the mountains and sit alone in quietness.
Do something that is only for you, so that when your time is up, you feel refreshed and, well, as spoiled as a working mother should be