So I was sitting in my nearby Starbucks the other day. You know, because it was a Monday (my day off) and I was going to go in and catch up on some work but I couldn't bring myself to pull on a pair of work pants and a blouse (yes, I just said blouse. I hate that word.)
I decided, instead, that I was going to stay in my lounge gear and sit in an air-conditioned Starbucks where I had access to unlimited cappuccinos and no one stopping in my office making me unproductive. It looked a little something like this.
And it got me thinking. I need more "me" time.
Don't get me wrong. I absolutely LOVE spending time at home with my guys, but sometimes I feel like all I do is wake up, workout, get myself and C-man ready for the day, work, come home later than planned, play/make dinner/bath time, put Cruz to bed and then get back on my laptop to inevitably catch up on emails from work and sneak in some blogging. Then I go to sleep and repeat the very same thing the next day.
While some would argue that blogging is me time - and it is something I love - it doesn't feel like it is when I'm also responding to work emails at the same time and squeezing it in before I go to bed. Sometimes too tired to finish a post because I can't keep my eyes open.
This is where the thinking comes in (yes, dangerous, I know). Many of the stay-at-home mamas I know, get some time to themselves, because if they didn't they would have to just throw themselves off a bridge or something, right? Don't get me wrong, staying at home with my kiddo would be great, but all day, every day? That would be tough.
And while I don't get to spend each day with my little man because of work and I love every minute we have together, sometimes I get burnt out. And I just want to spend some time with ME.
What would I do with this time, you ask?
I would blog. I love blogging. And I hate getting "behind" on blogging or not posting something I wanted to post, because I didn't have time.
I would run errands. Kid-free errands sound amazing. And while I would miss getting all the samples at the grocery store for "my kid", I still think I would enjoy it.
I would get a massage. Or a mani/pedi. Or all three. There is a salon across town that I heard stays open until 9pm. I've often thought about putting Cruz to bed early one night and high-tailing it over there.
I would go for a run. Without a stroller. I mean, how fast do you think I am without the stroller and the weight of a 32 lb toddler? Like lightening fast.
I would meet the girls for some happy hour drinks. I remember happy hours. They were amazing. Cheap drinks, cheap apps and great girl gossip? I'm dying for it.
I would squeeze in Sweat, Cycle and Soul after work. And not have to feel bad about not going straight home.
I would read a book. I love reading. These days? I only do it on vacations...or right before bed, when I can't be on my laptop for yet one more minute, but I don't want to sleep.
I would go to a movie with my sister. And not the late movie, that occurs after our kids are in bed. Like the 7pm one with a big popcorn and an even bigger pop.
I would go golfing with Jill. Golf, sun and beers sound pretty good right about now.
I would stay at work late, to catch up, so I didn't have to do it almost every night after C goes to bed.
I don't know what else I would do. I would just do something that I wanted to do.
It all sounds so fab.
And I'm not looking to do this every week, but maybe a couple times a month.
Could you imagine?
So, I'm really thinking about scheduling our sitter for this. At least to try it out. What do you think? Yes, no? Try it and see?
I think I would really love it. And then who knows, it may become a couple times a week thing.
Kidding.
Kind of.
Linking up with Ashley and Jess for It's The Little Things.
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